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filming  contract  tpaclfleatlona. 


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tha  laat  paga  with  a  printad  or  llluatratad  Impraa- 
■ion,  or  tha  bade  covar  whan  approprlata.  All 
othar  original  coplaa  ara  filmad  baglnning  on  tha 
first  paga  with  a  printad  or  llluatratad  Impraa- 
■lon,  and  anding  on  tha  laat  paga  with  a  printad 
or  llluatratad  Impraaalon. 


Tha  last  racordad  frama  on  aach  microflcha 
■hall  contain  tha  (ymbol  ^^-Imaanlng  "CON- 
TINUED"), or  tha  symbol  y  Imaaning  "ENO"), 
whichavar  appllaa. 

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diffarant  raductlon  ratios.  Thoaa  too  larga  to  ba 
antlraly  includad  In  ona  axposura  ara  filmad 
baglnning  in  tha  uppar  iaft  hand  comar,  Isft  to 
right  and  top  to  bottom,  aa  many  framaa  as 
raqulrad.  Tha  following  diagrama  llluatrata  tha 
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da  la  nattat*  da  I'axamplaira  film*,  at  an 
eonformit*  avae  las  conditions  du  contrat  da 
fllmaga. 

Laa  axamplalras  originaux  dont  la  eouvartura  an 
paplar  aat  imprim«a  sont  fllmte  an  eomman«ant 
par  la  pramiar  plat  at  an  tarminant  solt  par  la 
darnitra  paga  qui  comporta  una  amprajnta 
d'impraaslon  ou  d'lllustration,  soil  psr  la  saeond 
plat,  salon  la  oaa.  Tous  Iss  autraa  axamplalraa 
originaux  sont  fllmto  sn  commanfant  par  la 
pramiira  paga  qui  comporta  una  amprainta 
d'lmpraaaion  ou  d'lllustration  at  an  tarminant  par 
la  damitra  paga  qui  comporta  una  talla 
amprainta. 

Un  dsa  symbolaa  auhrants  apparattra  sur  la 
damMra  Imaga  da  chaqua  microflcha.  salon  ia 
ess:  ia  symbols  ^^  signifia  "A  SUIVRE".  la 
aymbola  ▼  signlfia  "FIM". 

Laa  cartaa.  planchaa.  tablaaux.  ate,  pauvant  ttra 
fllmte  i  daa  taux  da  rMuetlon  difftrants. 
Lorsqua  Is  documant  ast  trap  grand  pour  tin 
raprodult  an  un  aaul  cllch«,  II  aat  film*  t  partir 
da  i'angia  aupArlsur  gaucha.  da  gaucha  i  drolta. 
at  da  haut  sn  baa.  an  pranant  la  nombra 
d'Imagaa  nteaasaira.  Laa  diagrammas  suhfsnts 
illustrsnt  la  mithoda. 


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When  the  World  Shook 

fcing  .„  Acc„„„        rt,  Or«.  Adve„,ur<, 
of  Basfn,  Bickley  a„d  Arbuthnot 


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C^EDICATION 


More  than  thirly  years  aa. 

'«o/.r«.  "'■<?«  '^nd.  tnadcntally.  revealed  their 

Although  for  ih,;, 

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)■««'  rf«.:«^«w.«^.  «'"«/  «  0/  the  moon~I  leave  to 

Belitve  me. 

Ever  sincerely  yours, 

'^'tchmghm,  igta, 
f '"' ^-^  Cur^on  Of  Kedleston.  K.G, 


CONTENT^, 


'•  ^•'^''""'OT  DEsr„,aHr  Himself 

2  Bastin  and  Bjcklev  . 

3  Natalie 

4-  Death  and  Departure 

5-  The  Cvclonb 
6.  Land 
7-  The  Oroi-enans  . 

9.  The  Island  in  the  Lake 
10.  The  Dwellers  m  the  To„b       .'        ' 
II   Resurrection 

12-  Two  Hundred  ami  Fiptv  t««  . 
n   Oro  «:„.                              Thousand  Years 
'■  °''°  ^"^^««  ^^'«  Bastin  Argues 

14.  The  Under.world       .        .  ' 

^5.  Oro  in  his  House       .         *  "        " 

16.  Visions  of  the  Past  .  "        ' 

17.  VvA  Explains     .        .                 '  "        ' 
IS.  The  Accident  "        ' 

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Contents 


CHAPTEK 

21.  Love's  Eternal  Altar 

22.  The  Command 
23-  In  the  Temple  of  Fate 

24.  The  Chariot  of  the  Pit 

25.  Sacrifice    . 

26.  Tommy 

27.  Bastin  Discovers  a  Resemblance 
Note  by  j.  r.  Bickley,  M.R.CS. 


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WHEN  THE  WORLD  SHOOK 


CHAPTER   I 


ARBUTHNOT  DESCRIBES  HIMSELF 


thffioVl\'Aicfefe  ifj?"''"'°i'  «^°"W  begin 
prominent  a  part,  with  som^.'^lf  "^"^^^  '"e  to  play^o 

and  of  my  circumstances  '''°"  ^'^'=°""'  ofm/seTf 

villagr^'SLTw^rite"  bft  '"  '^■''  ^-y  Devonshire 
Now  I  live  in  the  Priorv  »      '  "°*  '"  the  same  hou^ 
•n  its  way,  with  L  pSed  ^j;,^,"'? '^  ^^'J «  6"^  "ne 
where    m  this  mild  climaleT«H^»^^"''^"' «*'*"« 
flourish  so  many  plante  wh  rh  ^    ^^'"on  to  our  own 
find  .n  countries  tha'iS  nearer  ^"^hr"^'^  °"'y  «P«^"o 
undulatmg  park  studded  wTh  '°^tMmK  ^"^  '^S>^«". 
vew,  too,  is  perfect  •  hohin^      f     ^  timber  trees.    The 
shire  landscape's  S  Mls'^d'S **  *''V'^'>  ^evon! 
faces  of  red  sandstone,  and  at  fdi  Jf    ^  •  ^?*^  '^^  scarped 
There  are  little  towns  mnV„     '''Stance  in  front,  the  sea 
jnost  part  on  visUo«,'b^uT  hese"rl°^  t^'/'^^  ^o r  ^e 
the  contours  of  the  ir3n^  <1     *?  ^  hidden  awav  bv 
.^jfnnot  see  them      ffl  fs  fe.  ^'"L*^«  Priory^on^ 
Jhoi.DTh  f^,  „u-....        ^"cn   'sjulcombe  where  I  live. 


am,  after  whn™  „i-l 


Ark  .1-^  ^^^"^  ago  my  father  fhTo  "*/^' name. 
Arbuthnot,  whose^on?  child  I  j^*  ^/^-  Humphrey 
1  am  named  Humohrev  J:fol  ^'"'  ^^'^r  whom  also 
"'hich  our  fami^^^rsYaiJtnh'/''''^^^'^  place  wffi 
hereditan^  conn,^tion      If  VTr™"  '^'^''  vague 

so,  it  was  severed  in  the 


2  When  the  World  Shook 

S^Pariramrn^  '^*^"''  "^  ^"''''°''"  ^°"&'"  °"  ^he  side 

motS-  ^!'^^'  r^  "  '^'''"^^'  ^"<^  *  widower,  for  my 
Wrfh  'r»-^''°*''^°'"^'?'  ^'^'^  «t  or  shortly  after  my 
wa^  no.  "^  r'^  ^ish  Church  for  those  days^e 
was  not  popular  with  the  family  that  owned  the 
Pnory  before  me.  Indeed  its  head,  a  somewhat  vulSr 
per«.n  of  the  name  of  Enfield  who  had  made  money  fn 

JctoriXhe's'   '""'  "^^"^^^  '^'  ^^^   ~  of  tS 

n,-!""^"^'""  ^^'^  f?"  ^^"^  owing  to  it  as  a  boy  I 
made  up  my  mmd  that  one  day  I  would  buy  that  okce 
and  sit  m  h.s  seat,  a  wild  enough  idea  at  the^t  me  ^Yet 

yourTnd"T'"t^  '"  ™''  ^  '^^  «"^h  aspiratSof  ou 
youth  and  when  the  opportunity  arose  in  after  vears  I 
carried  .t  out.  Poor  old  Enfield  I  He  feH  o^n  evi 
fortunes,  for  m  trying  to  bolster  up  a  faVourite  s^n  who 
ZfU^  ^^'^^u"'  ^  spendthrift,  and  an  ungrSucamp 
n  the  end  he  was  practically  ruined  and  when  the  bid 
.mes  came,  was  forced  to  sdl  the  FulconTbe  "sta?e      I 

for't.i:UnThe"r1vrr.^  '^^'^  ^'"^'^^  ^^'  '--  ^o^^ 

much   beloved,   although    he    di^d   prlc  isT^confeliof 

wireveTS'  toi""'  "^'^^?  •""^'^  -  the'Xr'and 
Zhthl  u  ^^''^  °Pe"'y  expressed  the  wish,  to 

which  however  he  never  attained,  that  he  couW^e  ^ 
censer  swinging  in  the  chancel.'  Indeed  ^he  church 
which,  as  monks  built  it  is  verv  larcr«  o„J  c  cnurcn 
always  full  on  Sundays  VouS^UnTof  he  w"o';shT 
pers  came  from  far  away,  some  of  them  douMeTsout  of 
curiosity  because  of  its  papistical  repute,  ago  beSse 

goodSed.  '"'""'  ""'  '''''''''  P--^'"^  -rv"e"; 

Hil^rh^^KP^-*  ^  ^*^l  **^^*  I  owe  much  to  these 
High-Church  views.  They  opened  certain  doors  to 
me  and  taught  me  something  of  the  mysteries  S  lie 


Arbuthnot  Describes  Himself     3 

Only  the  pity  is^hat  in^?n..^  ^"^  '«''gio"s  are  bom. 
drecf  he  nVer  discovers  „2;r'"'  '^"^  °"'  °^  ^  ''""- 
entombed  aspiratbn  never  J^L^\«,"^^^^  «'  'hat 
^'^'V^-'buLr^edoSv^^nVoS^^'  '°""  °"  ^° 

mili  d'Son    for'n^etf  didTJ'^^^        ^'^^  ^'«  ^  « 
learned.    He  was  one  o7tL«      ''"°^  ^"y°"«  1"ite  so 
round  that  he  belme  nrUmw!?f "  '"'^  V'  «>  S<^  all 
of  the  first  water  rvi^y1eTe^?lh{l"°'''i"^-    A  lassie 
expert  in  theology,  a  studenf  nf  f  '"^'''^^'atician.  an 
guages  and  literature  hihSL°    ^""'^'y  ^°^«'&»  'an- 
into  sociology,  a  theoreti^S!'^*""^"*^'  ^"  '"qui^r 
ing  of  the  og^n  excrudS  mnc""^"  ^''°."S^^  his  play- 
too  correct,  f  reaHy  Sfa.«  ».'t^°?''  ^*^"^  '»  wis 
struments  and  the  best  erotfr  nf  5°T  "P°"  «'"'  '"- 
the  county,  also  of  atfD^^s.?rh^    ''^"  vegetables  in 
attainments.     Tharwa^  ^^    \,^*^.  ^""^   °(  his 
popular,  since  at  tSiesone^rlJ^^K^   hs  sermons  so 
would  break  ou     nTo  them    h  ?  th"'*""  "J  ^^^^  ^"hjects 

abii?t.?s.''/s&d  n°ev?yot  '^ ^  °[  '"^^  ^^^^er's 
describe  them.  And  yet  Z'rk  !hZ°t^.!^^^  ^  ^°°^  '° 
name  is  as  dead  to  the  woriH  tn!^  '  ^'\  ^^^"^  ^"  his 
never  been.  Ligh°  refleS  f rn^  ^u^^  i''°"fi^h  he  had 
sipates  itself  in  IJLe  a„?t  E-^hatl''^ '"'^^'^'^'^ 
°"No;Tam"^  -y  pierces  To'the'siafs.""""'"*^''  '" 

outSkn:s'^SyS,eMrufof''°",;  '">'""'  ^^  -'h- 
Then  it  becomes  simpTy  InotLr  f '''  ^  '■''°''*  ^  'his? 
conventional  method^S^pressin,  ?hT"l'°"'  °'  --^^her 
truths  with  which  the  hfXv^ ,  :f •  ^  <^toroon  kind  of 
selves,  as  fastidious  ladfes^eatS  '^A^'"^  *''«'"- 
which  all  but  the  smaK  nfrtlr^  ^f  ^"^.h«ad  from 
been  extracted.  Partide  of  nourishment  has 

fathi?!  aWlit%s,'t"irhfs?oi'f  "i^'  '^'^^^  o^  ">y 
Which  always  bored  mTto'^ktLt  Su^^S^ 


4  When  the  World  Shook 

SSsW  ^"r^f±''°°  "^'y  '^'^  "~'  ''""''n  of  things, 
som^ow  to  me  they  never  convey  any  idea  of  humanitv 

Ss^SS^^lt^-^  ^t  '"H«  have  become  an  ^rch- 
aR  hf  ^  °  ^^1%  "'*'  ^'"''  °^  ^  unknown  parish, 
be^flt.  ?  *  ^'1"H?'  *"*'  "ayJ^ap  mystical  would 

Ifi^S-MShS^thSSe/^ 

mwmm 

is  a  plank  made  ofTanv  ^4  of  w^  "^  V^""  '^'  !* 
our  diflferent  weights^  ^  °°*''  '^'''^PS  *«  suit 

fathi°  s%S;ir.i;d"  ?  s>w  th^t'r  "^^f  *°-  ^  '"^ 

wh«*  m«ed  well  with  his  o^SpfbSuTfhe 


Arbuthnot  Describes  Himself     5 

owr?    Thtt  •       u  ^■'"*^^'  "*v<='"  "ses  the  same  t>^ice 

and  hell.     ^         "'^  ''*'*  ''^^^  ^«  symbolise  as  heaven 
extremely  handsome  womln    T  ,^  ^rn  ™1k 'i^.f " 

S  and  oJ^  ""'^  -r-^ful^astytvTSf KutdS^ 
K?  ITand  al"^  ^*"  ''"^''^^"^  «''^«"t"™  that  Se 
the"L«rs  of  U?e  de^^'t''"^  "^''^  ^'^'''^°^^  ^hom 
-  ^rom^blclSl^^iC.TorThrfesTiea"^^^ 

K^d  mc^r^i^lT'/XV' tLI  1°"^  ''^' 

at  last  I  wpnf  Jo^rJi-i  ^°°°'^-    T"'^  *^s  shown  when 
did  very  Sind^°d'^f!J"\^  scholarship,  for  there  I 
very  wen  mdeed,  as  search  would  still  reveal. 


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6  When  the  World  Shook 

means  a  lack  of  fai  h  a^.Tn  P^'^^'^'^nce,  which  really 
and  wider  sense  For^f  using  the  word  in  its  hiS 
always  peri've^'  fc^rfhaMn'f  '"'''  T  -°"'d 
tairen  with  high  aim  Thefe  t\  '"  T^'^  ^o^''  ""der- 
however  humffip  JnT .  '^.  ^"  element  of  nobilitv 

to  be.  Go^it'all  is"tr&„Vfe*  V'^  -«/«"- 
large  upon  the  face  of 'he  UnivtrsI  l°\''  '*  ^"""^^ 
upon  the  thoua-hf  it  w«,,m  ?  5  *  ^  ^'"  "o*  expand 
those  who  have  undersundfni'^^r.!  '°°  ^^'  afieldfbut 

As  regards  whaflSpit^  f»«-H*  ^''"^  ^  •"^"• 

not  very  easy  to  exDre.!."    Si  I  ^  fastidiousness,  this  is 

I  arn  liL  a  ?;,?„  wR  ^,1'^P'J  definition  will  heV 

who  when  walking  throuXa  fol J^W  ^t''^  °^  smell, 

and  well  kept,  caf  aD  cTtch  fu-     '  ^'  ^°'^''^^'  *='^«" 

inseparable  from  such  chleT  MoS.  *h''  f^^°""  '^^^  *'« 

of  them  interferes  with  a  .  othVi^'  ^'^  ^^^"  Perception 

his  walks.    The  result  is  that  in  ^/fJ-'P""""  ^"^^  io"s 

he  thinks  of  that  beU'iful  ciTv    ^''' ^"^''V*''''"^ 

Its  historic  buildings  or  ite  wide  h«„i      ^members,   not 

«  has  to  boast,  but  rathir   t«  ''"H'^^a'-^s,  or  whatever 

At  least  he  remembers  th«  fiSt^"^f"^  fi^^Tlike  smell. 

his  temperament.  "*  °*'"&  ^  this  defect  in 

spoSd  L"suc"h'a  onT^'clu!;  st  '""^'^  "°--  - 
has  too  high  a  voice"  hr^snS/**^*°°  '""'=h  or 
{ng  because  the  sceAery  Irflat  'f  f '°'L-'''' ^^oot- 
because  the  gnats  bite  as  well  Jlk  J  ^°'  ^'^  Ashing 
's  cut  of  tunf  with  thi  worid  as  it  1'  'T'  ^"  ^^°«  ^f 
a  quality  which,  where  it  existe   LLJu'^"^''  **>«  "'s 

fstSSfcr  -  -"  -  S^^aT!^-/; 

pers^e^ttS,  trrSoVti'Xt^-,^  ^-'*-  '-'^  of 
case.    At  least  on  lea^np  col£  JS  k^*  """^  '^'«' '"  my 


'  i 


Arbuthnot  Describes  Himself     ^ 

work,  I  began  very  well  J^J'"''"'"'^  «"d  ^wers  of 
•ny  first  yei.  T^en  "'  ^"h^^  """"^y  even  during 
came  my  way  and  ml  fJL  *'f'?P*'"«^'  «  certain  caJ? 
it  was  ojened,  was  1?/^  n  JfJ  h''"'J?«  i'l  suddenly  aft^ 
cause  I  '^as  pleading  wa"  ^ tu^^'  ^^^.  nian  whose 
scoundrels  itTs  possillHo  cLce "«'  Tw^  '^^  ^l^^"'' 
and  if  he  won,  the  effect  wni.iH  I  I'  **^  *  ^i"  case 
estimable  middle^S  "omen  wh'  *°  '''^[gar  two  most 
to  the  p^  to^hich  endpeto°na7vVr*'^  ^"•'•''«' 

S^t^nTeS^i^S^.-'^e^Pe^^^^^^^^^ 

n^iddSkilTla'iJestere^taSd"^^  |\^  -"-ble 
wards,  driven  to  such  exSft'es  'th«f  .^  ^  .'"'2'''  «^'«f- 
pf  her  misery  and  the  ^1^1  °"^.  °^  *''«"  d'ed 
keeper  The  details  do  not  mattS^h,?  °^&i"&-house 
that  these  ladies  were  una  trSi'  i^*  '  ""^^  ^^P'^'" 
manner  and  broke  down  benSth  ,^v  .  *PP«^™nce  and 
which  made  them  appear  to  h^^»  ^r"*^?*""'"^*'"" 
whereas  they  were  only  comDlet.S  '^'''"ff.falsehoods, 
I  invented  an  ineen  o,.«  ^f   ^  S°"^"sed.    Further 

although  the  judge^^gardedS°^  '^'-  ^^"^'^  ^^ich 
an  unusually  stupid  jury  So  111/"'^'^'^"'  convinced 

,  Everyboay  conffrituTated  nS      J"^  *\^'^  ^^'^ict. 
triumphant,  espedtlfy' af^y"'!^"^  ^^  ^he  time  I  was 

our  case  was   impossible.     A  temiri^'^  .f""'"^  ^''^t 
conscience  smote  me  soreW  lo  T!  l^'    ''P^ever,   my 
from  the  false  premise  of  ThUK  ^"'^'^  ^  '''^t  arguing 
conclusion  that'^hTprart Le^f  ^h!T''  ^  ^""^  ««  the 
o  an  honest  man.    I  dYd  not  ike^r.""""  "^'  ="''«d 
such  matters  average  themsPlv«       ^  l^'?«  ^'^w  that 
done  harm  in  this  fnstS  f  "L^f  ,?"*1  '^^'  i^  I  had 
many  others,  and  perhan7'bLZf      •'''^  t^  do  good  in 
great  judge.     Here^  I  may  mSoVt^f  -^"^f"'  ^^^^  « 
when  I  grew  rich,   I  rescued  th^?    ^^'"  after  years, 
from  her  lodffinff-house   S     u     surviving  olcf  lady 
not  know  ili  nfme  of  he    anoSn^°  ^'^'f  •^'^^  «he  doe^s         , 
degrees,  without  saying^nS^!:^.  'lT±    «<>  ^7 


^ 


hmg. 


kept 


on 


my 


«  When  the  World  Shook 

authorship.         ^ooay  connected  with  me,  and  took  to 

ousluS'  '^■r  whSr^o^d  ull*!?"^  ^-'^  «"  "0"»- 
journal,  delighted  to  hate  dfi?  '*'''!?'  °^  "•  A  leading 
up;  other  journafs  folfc^'Ko  tf  •°'"^°'"^'  *"'«  ^ 
One  of  them,  I  remembTr  Jh/.K  k  i  '?  ""^  movement, 
't  with  three  or  four  fc„''''L^l''  ^'^''^^y  dismissed 
second  and  two-column  nod^^  i?J:,ff^^  °"'  *"»>  a 
J  suppose  had  somo  merhL  f^r  ;  ^'''  .'^  ""^S™  and 
few  know  that  I  wro^^Vt  jJ  /^  '*  «""  ™ad,  though 
lished  under  a  pseudonym        '  ^°«"nately  it  was  pui 

anofhfrani^al  rSet'l  ^ch^?  ^^'^  '°  -»« 
jealousies  had  been  excfted  bv  ?h^^,  ^'"  .^^-    B"' 
a  totally  unknown  per«,„  wh'irL       ^^^'"8^ '"'°  ^^me  of 
tuated  througi.  a  Ssh   ar  ?ri.  ^k^' "l*""^"^"- ««en. 
answer  ,o  some  critSms    wherpi^^l'  ^  P"'"'shed  in 
with  an  insane  freedomTnd  bhinT  J  *P°''^  "V^  """d 
was  even  mad  enourh  to  ouote  nfn,"^^?'    ^"^^ed  ^ 
example  of  the  ver?  twwerful   .il^^^^  «"1  to  give  the 
carped  at  my  work  and^Th^n     ^°u'"'L='  which  at  first 
became  the  4hion     aIi  of  "h.f  ^"ifH   °^"  "  ^^en  it 
enemies,  as  I  found  out  when  mv  n^tfl  "f  ™^"y  '''"er 

It  was  torn  to  shreds  Ttwa7revX''°°''  «PPeared. 
morality  and  religion  eood  afr  ^'^  *?  subversive  of 
was  called  puerilef  ha  floated  sTufr'"  /^^  ^Z^''-  ^^ 
More,  an  utterly  false  char^P  !5  ,~\  balf^ducated  I 
"P  against  me  and  sTwellpfH  P'^^mrism  was  cooked 
numbers  of  people^Sided  tha"t7°"''^  ™"  '"«  ^« 
lowest  order.  Lastly,  my  fafher  frL^u"  *'«^  °^  the 
could  no  longer  be  kem  stlrnV  a^  '^''°'"  ^be  secret 
these  books  which  I  admit  i"!^  disapproved  of  both 
radcal  and  somewhat  anH^hy^u  '^"."«"  ''om  a  very 


Arbuthnot  Describes  Himself     9 

?h^^L'""^''  ''"°"?*'  ^^^'  ""  oaih  which  I  have  keot  till 
i^'»  moment  at  least  so  far  as  publication  is  conce?nId 
and  now  break  only  because  I  considi  it  my  duty  ^tl 
do  and  am  not  animated  by  any  pecuniary  dbS?  ^  *° 

out  a  caree^r™Bv  ZXfri  ''"^^"^  ^"''^P'  "^^^^'"e 
ra^Vr^g^fjr.^  i  tl^Tn-owT/^y^-elrT ''^i 
sess  considerable  abilities  in  suX  Erections    I^L^ 
down  as  it  were,  to  think  things  over  and  dSriynf^ 
experiences.    Vhen  it  was  that^he  truth  of  a  v/rv^nc^ 

^^^I'f  ^  sufficient  money  I  could  laueh  at  uniuJ 

^Sv'yre"toS/-  '•"^'"'^  n  °'  ^''«''  P«P«=S  wJuld 
scarcely  Jare  to  criticise  me  for  fear  lest  it  shonlrf  h^  in 

my  power  to  do  them  a  bad  turn  aS  I  coSi  f  Jn„„ 
my  own  ideas  in  life  and  perhapf  work  g^?  if  th^ 
trmtlve"s^o  me  '"if"'"  »""0""Sings  as  ^^m'mended 
hoT^  make°t?e  mot;?  ^"  "  ''^'  ^  ^^^^''S'^'.  ^ut- 
I  had  some  capital  as  the  result  of  mv  father's  H»a»t. 
had"h^^'^'"  ^'1'  P'"«  '^  '•«'«  "o"*  fi  my  two  hSks 

|owiTra"%d^— Z^-;^^^^^^^^^ 

proMaSei^^^^^^^^^^  in  the 

perierdVtilisl^i^e'vou'mii^f"^^  ^^'^"j'  '"- 
that  in  a  month  f  uTl  ^ke  youf  couXf  mT  *''"" 
courage,  and  the  truth  is  thar^do  ^nf  he  P  V^m 
think  It  over  and  write  to  you."  '^^        *'" 

He  thought  it  over  and  in  the  end  offered  tn  t™  «,« 

remained  in  my  pocket.  "^""wmie  my  ^5,000 

I  accepted,  not  without  reluctance  since  with  the 


'0        When  the  World  Shook 

aid,  as  h  a  wav  nU«  /Ijj     "  college — came  to  my 

is  called  hiffhEce      R..r.h"'*'5  ^P'*'"*^«  ^°'  *»«' 
showed  meTfavSS  face  "  "'   '^°"""*'  ''^   "»""'• 

in  the?a"rU'promfo/?h/r"'"'''P  ^^'''^  "  «'•"«"  ""-are 
in  able  ha^ds    beJfn  ?/  '^O"^'"' . satisfied  that  it  was 

On  a  certa  n  Saturdav   LT^    L''?''*  ^^"^^^  °"d  ^o"- 

why  should  I  „M  uke  f,  "K^y  S?      "'  ""'*' 
Also-and  here  m,  business  aiumen  came  in,  I  wis 


Arbuthnot  Describes  Himself    ii 

sure  that  these  times  could  not  last.  It  is  easy  to  make 
money  on  a  rising  market,  but  when  it  is  fallin^Se 
matter  .s  very  different.  In  five  minutes  I  made  up  mj 
?iro  anH^foW  ^f  my  junior  partners,  for  I  had  taken  in 
mo,  and  told  tliem  that  I  intended  to  retire  at  once. 

tne  hrm,  and  b'  cause,  as  they  pointed  out,  if  I  withdrew 

fhem'Jo  carr    on       ''°"'**      '  ^'  '"'"''""'  '"^' '°  ""^^"^ 

One  of  them,  a  blunt  and  honest  man,  said  to  mv 

face  that  .t  would  be  dishonourable  of  me  to  do  so  ^ 

tVat  iis' wo^ds  wcTI^'e.'''"  ^'"^ •■^'  "^«"  ''''"^'"''"^^ 

"Very  well,"  I  said,  "I  will  leave  you  ;^6oo,ooo  on 

stJofthetrto  ""'  '^^  ^'  centf  intefest.'but  Z 

o  S."  lu^'^u'^Tl^  we  dissolved  the  partnership  and  in 
a  year  they  had  lost  the  ;^6oo,ooo.  for  the  slump  came 
with  a  vengeance.  It  saved  them,  however,  and  to^ay 
they  are  earning  a  reasonable  income.  But  I  have  never 
asked  them  for  that  £6oo,(xx}.  " 


CHAPTER  II 


BASTIN  AND  BICKLEV 

Behold  me  once  more  a  man  without  an  occupation, 
but  now  the  possessor  of  about  ;£ 900,000.  It  was  a  very 
considerable  fortune,  if  not  a  large  one  in  England; 
nothing  like  the  millions  of  which  I  had  dreamed,  but 
still  enough.  To  make  the  most  of  it  and  to  be  sure 
that  It  remained,  I  invested  it  very  well,  mostly  in  large 
mortgages  at  four  per  cent,  which,  if  the  security  is 
good,  do  not  depreciate  in  capital  value.  Never  arain 
did  I  touch  a  single  speculative  stock,  who  desired  to 
think  no  more  about  money.  It  was  at  this  time  that  I 
bought  the  Fulcombe  property.  It  cost  me  about 
^  120,000  of  my  capital,  or  with  alterations,  repairs, 
etc.,  say  ^150,000,  on  which  sum  it  may  pay  a  nett  two 
and  a  half  per  cent.,  not  more. 

This  .^^3,700  odd  I  have  always  devoted  to  the  up- 
keep  of  the  place,  which  is  llierefore  in  first-rate  order. 
1  he  rest  I  live  on,  or  save. 

These  arrangements,  with  the  beautifying  and 
furnishing  of  the  house  and  the  restoration  of  the  church 
in  memory  of  my  father,  occupied  and  amused  me  for  a 
year  or  so,  but  when  they  were  finished  time  began  to 
han^  heavy  on  my  hands.  What  was  the  use  oi  pos- 
sessing  about  ;^20,ooo  a  year  when  there  was  nothine 
upon  which  It  could  be  .spent?  For  after  all  my  own 
wants  were  few  an  J  simple  and  the  acquisition  of 
valuable  pictures  and  costly  furniture  is  limited  bv 
space.  ' 

Oh !  in  imr  small  way  I  was  like  the  weary  Kine 
Ecclesiast.  For  I  too  made  me  great  works  and  had 
possessions  of  great  and  small  cattle  (I  tried  farmine 
and  lost  money  over  it  I)  and  gathered  me  silver  and  eold 

12  ^ 


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13 

and  the  peculiar  treasure  of  kings,  whiclj  I  presume 
means  whatever  a  man  in  authority  chieAy  desires,  and 
80.  forth.  But  "behold  all  was  vanity  anid  vexatiin  of 
spirit,  and  there  was  no  profit  under  the  sun." 

deference  which  is  the  rich  man's  portion.  csDCciallv 
when  the  limit  of  his  riches  is  norknown,  T^ame 
about  that  I  too  "hated  life,"  and  this  when  I  was  S 
much  over  thirty.  I  did  not  know  what  to  do;  for 
.-^I'^/L'*'^  '*°"*  i'  generally  underetood,  I  had  no 
^1 1,  A  1  J  """'  horse-racir.g  and  cards  I  loathed, 
who  had  already  gambled  too  mSch  on  a  big  scale.  The 
killing  of  creatures  under  the  name  of  sport  palled  upon 
me,  indeed  I  began  to  doubt  if  it  were  right,  whi'e  the 
fh.^  *  ^""'•'""  *^°"1'y  magistrate  in  a  place  where 
there  was  no  crime,  only  occupied  me  an  hour  or  two  a 
month. 

Ustly  my  neighbours  were  few  and  with  all  due 

Sf««^^°.i''*"";.*'''''""f'y  ^""-  At  least  I  could  not 
understand  them  because  in  them  there  did  not  seem  tc 

.ho^i^L  ^"^  *°  understand,  and  I  am  quite  certain  thai 
teLT  ""''""'aid  me.    More,  when  they  came  to 

!t^  "5  LT't^/^'^'f*' '"  "^y  ^'»*s  «"d  had  written  cer- 
tain  dreadful  "and  somewhat  socialistic  books  in  the 
form  of  fiction,  they  both  feared  and  mistrusted  me  as  an 
enemy  to  their  particular  section  of  the  race.  As  I  had 
not  married  and  showed  no  inclination  to  do  so.  their 
womenkind  also,  out  of  their  intimate  knowledge,  pro- 
claimed that  I  led  an  immoral  life,  though  a  fittle  re- 
flection  would  have  shown  them  that  there  was  no  one 
in  the  neighbourhood  which  for  a  time  I  seldom  left, 
who  could  possibly  have  tempted  an  educated  creature 
to  such  courses.  v-'voimc 

Terrible  is  the  lot  of  a  man  who,  while  still  youne 

u  ir-^^*' ,«  m''"'  'u"-*^"'="  necessary  to  achievement, 
is  deprived  of  all  ambition.  And  I  had  none  at  all.  I 
did  not  even  wish  to  purchase  a  peerage  or  a  baronetcy 
in  this  fashion  or  in  that,  and,  as  in  my  father's  case 
my  tastes  were  so  many  and  so  catholic  that  I  could  not 
lose  myself  in  any  one  of  them.    They  never  became 


'4        When  the  World  Shook 

from  myself.  ^  ^^'^  ^  absolutely  different 

was'^h^lsffitiTnam!""''"  ""^  ^''^'^'^y-  B^^tin-Basil 
flat-footed  pe  son  of  W?'^"  "T."''''  ^hock-headed 
rugged  honestt   wfth  ^■'  i"^^^^  ^^^"^  ^nd  equally 
Noting  surpfsed',^f„\'r'"''  ^'P'^f  incredibly  shnplZ 
surprisl.   He  wrifC.h.ft"^^''^  i^'^'^^'J  the  faculty  of 

botfom  of  Zll  aS  akes  e"vtt  St'^SfJt'  '''''' 
great  maw  without  distinl..f=h-^  ^  ^^  ^<^  '"'o  "s 
phorically  sDeaS  ?f' "&V'shing  .ts  flavour.    Meta- 

bage  wer^  Kh  tmf  ^0"^"^"'  '^"^^^'^.'^  '^^^- 
ous  and  both  were  menta  Infif.?  .  ^^^  "°'  ^^stidi- 

with   whatever  lay   bet^rnSr"^!^  '°"-*°?«her 

was  good,  so  pain^fully  S  hat  onf  f'T't  ^«  ^e 
exertion  to  himself  hi  hrTu  ,  °P^  ^"^^  *hat  without 
straight  to  Ken;  1n5eed  tS't'  ^'"'-^^^  '''^ket 
had  tied  it  round  his  neckt  h-  K^'^  guardian  angel 
it,  already  numbered  and  ^.hr,}^^'  ^^.  should  lose 
disc.  ^  ^"^  ^^*ed  like  an  identification 

becaurh?ne"vtlelf  tie 'JLSS'J  "''^^^  "«"*  -ong 
This,  I.suppose,  c?nsSuteS^r?al  vS'"-''"  *°- '^^  ^« 
of  certain  Bible  savings  th!  ^fLl  u'  •®'"*'^'  '"  ^'^w 
would  like  to  yield  to  fhetPmnt^f  "^^^  "  ^^"'Pted  and 
with  the  perso^n  wVo  dtVS  t"o  'h?.''"f  ^  "  ^'""" 
should  be  too  good  to  be  temDt;H  n,^^  truly  good  one 
the    effort    worth    the    teSr'=  '    ^  °°  ^'^^'^ '«  "'ake 

deserving  of  his  powder  aTshot         '"~'"    ^'°«    "^^ 

indJedr1e'^o%^l;''Cn^ -nt  -0  the  Church; 
absorbed  him  naturallv  «  t  ?.  P^  anywhere  else;  it 
due  course.  OnrnW^t^f^Sf'T.  "'"^^"  ^"'  ^o  in 
know  him  he  win  bore  the  aSj''^*  ""til  they  get  to 
Will  continually  move  ^^  ^l^^^^  /,^-  they 


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15 

fhe^r'J'^2!'''"'''''-'"^*'  P'^^^^^y  he  will  tread  upon 

BiSf;^:-"'.  -"- -;s  "5E 

or^,k        u    °'  '^''"^'^  he  remained  totally  unconsciouT 

convincing  argument    however    sound   and 

especially  a  theolotrica  Itmat     Thl  smallest   gnat, 

♦hoVT  '  ^   or  handle.    He  was  conv  need,  for  instanrp 

2sx^e^[t^^tihr^S^i^o£S 

ce^Jf inf '"'*'°"V^  °^'J^  °"«  '='>"i^'  findltfthSrTdes" 
certainly  never  did  happen,  and  never  will  •  ?hof  n 

rehgions  are  the  fruit  ofTum'an  hope    and  far's  and  the 
most  convincing  proof  of  human  weakness-  that  nntwith 
standing  our  infinite  variations  we  are  the  subiec7s  of 
SuKaTcf  '^"  ^"'  '""^  ^"^'-  °^  b/ind,"b?icran1 
Such  was  Bickley  with  his  clever,  well-cut  face  th«f 
always  remmded  me  of  a  cameo,  and  thoughtful  brow 
his  strong,  capable  hands  and  his  rathersfeelv  nfn^fT' 
the  mere  set  of  which  suggested  TOntroversv^f  - 
compromising    kind.     Natura  ly    ^  th^  Fhnth    1,""; 
claimed  BastTn,  so  medicine  claimed  Bickley      '^    ^^'^ 


16         When  the  World  Shook 

as  JSr  o?  FulcE'l?'  '?'^"  ^\°  ^"«=««J«1  -"y  father 
away  shortly  S?e^^^  ^i  «^'^^"  «  be«er  living  and  v^nt 

it  thi  advowi>r  %^st  at  r 'diffi  ^'  p'"^^  ^'''^  ^S 

written  in  the  large  sorawlino.  I  ^j'^fi  ""'^^^  «  better 
I  had  not  heard  for  yeare  if  «,^"f  f  ^^?''"  ^'O'"  ^hom 
saying  that  he  BastTn   sl^     ^^"'  straight  to  the  point. 

which  was  in  my  c^fT  h/^  the  living  of  Fulcombe 
if  I  would  givelf  tf  him  «  th  °"  '^  ^he-^tore  be  obliged 
shire  did  ni  IrlltlsZteVtStT  ""'  "^^  «^  '"  ^-'^- 

did  no?  iur];!^  Bti/'Sr/h'^  '  ^^^^^  ^^^  -hat 
pretty.  She  was  by  na  ur.  f  ^^  °'^^^'^''  ^^o  was 
inent  so  insanely  fealoSlhat''tT^"„*'"i  «  ^^'"P*'^ 
to  be  suspicious  of  Kn  ih  ""u^"?  ^^«  manned 
an  unguarded  moment  inh"  ^\^^^  captured^  in 
thing  %lse  and  IZlouUit^  'k'"'''"^  °^  «"ne- 
even  looking  at  any  wZan  a.fh„^"  ,^^1""  ^''^"ght  of 
Baal .  As  a  mafter  Jf^ct  it  i^lT°"'''  °^  worshfpping 
one  female  from  another      M    ,  *"•"  """^''s  ^  knol 

of  subscription'arXs o? SeS-Ci-'^  ^^^'^^'^ 
had  no  interest  for  him.  "'"^"^^  Meetmgs,  women 

menT°oS-i;^;*„l*fif  "eraging  honesty  which  I  haye 

disabilities,  which  he  adrfTH"*  °"  'P/"'  ""'  all  his  own 
him  unsuitable  for  the  nu£fl'  !r°H>d  probably  render 
a  High  ChurSman  a  f?«  whfch''''''',V°  '^"-  "«  -as 
many;  he  had  no  c  alms  to  bein/^I''  "'1'^'"'^  "^^"d 
he  was  extraordinarily  wellarn..^  a  preacher  although 
of  the  Early  Fathers  (WhT'"^^'^  ^''^  '^^  -ritinls 
with  the  questionri  woffiredS  o'-'i  ^^1  '^^'  '«  ^o 
had  generally  been  considered^  2Z^^^  ^^^^^  ^-nd  he 
fondof  walking  (he  mean  to  rnii  ^°^  '"^''°''  ^nd  was 
but  did  not  saf  scj  "  °"  distant  parishioners, 

the^exL"ting'Sm\T?h/"^  ^  ""^'^  °"  the  eyils  of 

private  perl^nTending  whhX%?4°"/°  'JT'^^^  "/ 
probably  committed  I  sin   in   h,*^^*'??  ^''^t  '  had 


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^7 

Finf  iL'^t.'*  ^?^^'  ''•  *  Po'"'  O"  which  he  was  ignorant 
f^iu  K^uH'"^°'""'«^  ">«=  'hat  as  he  had  to  christen  a 
i^A^l^  miles  away  on  a  certain  moor  and  i  was 

TsSped  ""  '"^  "^^  '^'^  ^•'^y^'^'  ^«^  ">"«  «0P  And 
as  flllows"'"''  ^°*^"«'-'  "  P-S-  to  the  letter,  which  ran 

ore s^rJetev^^  "°  ^-^'  '^« ^- 

mose  amuse  pages.  It  was  a  lone  while  sinrp  I  haH 
received  an  epistle  which  made  me  la^  so  Sh  and 
of  course  I  gave  him  the  living  by  return  of  iS'  anH 
even  mformed  him  that  I  would  increas^  its  s£d  tn 
a  sum  which  I  considered  suitable  to  Te  posi  ion 

BasdnThlT  '^^^'  ^^'"'  \  ^^"'^«J  anothefleSr  from 
Bastin  which,  as  a  scrawl  on  the  flap  of  the  envt 'ice 
informed  me,  he  had  carnV«,d  for  a  week  in  his  L^k^et 
and  forgotten  to  post.  Except  by  inference  it  reKd 
no  thanTcs  for  my  intended  benefit  What  did  ^v 
however,  was  that  he  thought  it  on^nf  n^^^^  j,  ^' 
settled  a  matter  of  such  spiritual  imporfanceTn  so  erelt 
a  hurry,  though  he  had  observed  tharfch  men  were 
nearly  always  selfish  where  their  time  was  concerned 

Swr'as'trhf?'^''* '''''  I  ""^''^  «^«t  to  have  made 
e?c  "  ete!  P'""^"'  character  and  attainments, 

*hJi  ^u'^  .^P'"^'^  ^  '^P''^'^  ^y  telegraph  to  the  effect 
hat  I  should  as  soon  think  of  making  inquires  aS 
the  character  of  an  archangel,  or  that  of  one  of  his  High 
Church  ^mts.  This  telegram,  he  told  me  afterward 
he  considered  unseemly  and  even  ribald,  especiallv  as 

one^^f  ?r"f''^'  "^'"'^^  *°  the  postma'sterf  who  was 
one  of  the  sidesmen  in  his  churchf 

Thus  It  came  about  that  I  appointed  the  Rev  Basil 
Bastin  to  the  living  of  Fulcomirfeeling  sure  that  he 
rmnJ'r'^'  '"^  ^vth  endless  amusement  and  act  al 
a  moral  tonic  and  discipline.     Also  I  appreciated  the 


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man's  blunt  candour.  In  due  course  he  arrived,  and  I 
confess  that  after  a  few  Sundays  of  experience  I  began 
to  have  doubts  as  to  the  wisdom  of  my  choice,  gMifas 
I  was  to  see  h.m  personally.  His  ^rmons  at  once 
bored  me,  and,  when  they  did  not  send  me  to  sleep! 
excited  m  me  a  desire  for  debate.  How  could  he  R 
profoundly  acquainted  with  mysteries  before  which  the 

To  hot  or?"V"^'^  ^""l  ^S^''  Was  there  nofhing 
too  hot  or  too  heavy  m  the  spiritual  way  for  him  to 
dismiss  in  a  few  blundering  and  casual  words,^  he 
might  any  ordinary  incident  of  every-day  life,  I  won- 

t  i!n.  '°  V'-  "^'^"^  ^}S^  Churcl.  observances  wi;^ 
not  mine,  or,  I  imagine,  that  of  anybody  else.  But  I 
will  not  attempt  to  set  it  out.  /       /     -^      oui  i 

His  peculiarities,  however,  were  easy  to  excuse  and 
entirely  swallowed  up  by  the  innate  goSnelof  h"s 
nature  which  soon  made  him  beloved  of  everyone  ?n  the 
place,  for  although  he  thought  that  probably  most 
things  were  sins,  I  never  knew  him  to  discover  a  sS 
ness  Bas';^"'"''''-^r  5^  ''^y°"<^  '"^^  '«««=h  o7for|ive. 
hTway^wide-SS"'  '  "°^'  '^'^"'^'''^  '"^^  ^^^^  '" 

The  person  whom  I  could  not  tolerate,  however,  was 
his  wife,  who,  to  my  fancy,  more  resembled  a  v^s^l 
a  very  unattractive  vessel,  full  of  vinegar  than  a  woS* 

2ndv"Sr^^"H?''  ""^■^•'^  was  small,  pfah^?  flat,* 
sandy-haired  and  odious,  quite  obsessed,  moreover  with 
her  jealousies  of  the  Rev.  Basil,  at  whom  it  pleased  her 
to  suppose  that  every  woman  i^  the  counryside  under 
fifty  was  throwing  herself.  "irysiae  unaer 

Here  I  will  confess  that  to  the  best  of  my  ability 
I  took  care  that  they  did  in  out,.ard  seeming  h2 
IS,  whenever  she  was  present,  instructing  Tlfemto 
sit  aside  with  him  in  darkened  corners,  to  fi  -sent  him 

Tntn  i7T'  '"^  '?  ^Z''^-  several  of'the.^  S  fLu 
into  the  humour  of  the  thing,  and  I  have  seen  him 
depart  from  a  dinner-party  foHowed  by  S  glower^n^ 
Sarah,  with  a  handful  of  rosebuds  and  vio  el  To  saf 
nothing  of  the  traditional  oflferings  of  sSrs  e« 
broidered  markers  and  the  like,    ^dl,  it  waTmy'  onTy" 


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7^/.h  K^'i'^f  even  with  her,  which  I  think  she  knew, 
tor  she  hated  me  poisonously. 

I  u^  "^^'^^  ^°'"  ^^*''  ^^'"'"-  Now  for  Bickley.  Him 
Lh  f.™^!  °''  ^^''^'i*'  occasions  since  our  college  days, 
and  after  I  was  settled  at  the  Priory  from  time  to  time  I 
asked  him  to  stay  with  me.    At  length  he  came,  and  I 

nnHn„°"'  '')•'  \^'^  "°'  «'  all  Comfortable  in  his 
London  practice  which  was  of  a  nature  uncongenial  to 
him;  further,  that  he  did  not  get  on  with  his  partners 
1  hen,  after  reflection,  I  made  a  suggestion  to  him.  I 
pointed  out  that,  owing  to  its  popularity  amongst  sea- 
side visitors,  the  neighbourhood  of  Fulcombe  was  a 
rising  one,  and  that  although  there  were  doctors  in  it, 
there  was  no  really  first-class  surgeon  for  miles. 
^«r,  ^^K  1?  ^^  Y^^  ^  first-class  surgeon,  having  held 
very  high  hospital  appointments,  and  indeed  still  hold- 
mg  them.    Why,  I  asked,  should  he  not  come  and  set 

»i!=t  ^^  °A  ,'^  °''?  ^  J.  '^°"''*  «PP°'nt  him  doctor  to  the 
Jltl  f  a'so,g'Ye  him  charge  of  a  cottage  hospital 
^  «  h  v^/'"^^^'1^'  ^'^h  liberty  to  build  and  arrange 
It  as  he  hked.  Further,  as  I  considered  that  it  would  be 
of  great  advantage  to  me  to  have  a  man  of  real  ability 
within  reach  I  would  guarantee  for  three  years  what- 
ever income  he  was  earning  in  London. 

He  thanked  me  warmly  and  in  the  end  acted  on  the 
Idea,  with  startling  results  so  far  as  his  prospects  were 
h™T^-  Very  soon  his  really  remarkable  Ikill 
became  known  and  he  was  earning  more  money  than 
as  an  unmarried  man  he  could  possibly  want.  Indeed 
scarcely  a  big  operation  took  place  at  any  town  within 
twenty  miles,  and  even  much  farther  away,  at  which  he 
was  not  called  in  to  assist. 

f^r^^t'^'f^  to  say  his  advent  was  a  great  boon  to  me, 
for  as  he  lived  in  a  house  I  let  him  quite  near  by,  when! 
ever  he  had  a  spare  evening  he  would  drop  in  to  dinner, 
and  from  our  absolutely  opposite  standpoints  we  disl 
cussed  all  things  human  and  divine.  Thus  I  was 
l?fi-.u  sharpen  my  wits  upon  the  hard  steel  of  his 
clear  intellect  which  was  yet,  in  a  sense,  so  limited. 
1  must  add  that  I  never  converted  him  to  my  way 


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fil^'!!'''"^  '"''*  ^?  S^^'^r  converted  me  to  his,  any  more 
he  h-S'^'l-J^""*^  -P^'*'"'  ^°'  ^^°^'  q"ee%  enough! 
Rtti  "*  f  ''•""«;    ^•'^y  pounded  away  at  ekch  other 
Bickley  frequently  getting  the  best  of  it  In  the  argument 

r  .trre^SS  ^!!tr  "  «°'  '^  «-ra.f;3 

^o£!„a..^L];StJ?rwro?^^^^^^^^^ 

times  \nTnot?o^.°.\'''  "■'°'-  ^'  '^^'  '^^^  ^  ^S 
r^^'  ^  u.      ,  '°  confess  it  is  mere  pigheadedness 

fS^e"'^         ^  "^  ""'"  '''"*  ^"^^•^  ^'"^  sittingTp 

fist's?  him  '^'il^r  Bi«^W«y  *ould  say.  shaking  his 
nsi  alter  nim.  The  only  way  to  eat  him  to  «*>p 
the^tnith  would  be  to  saw^is  Vad  !,pen  Tnd  po^? 

Then  we  would  both  laugh. 

Such  were  my  two  most  intimate  friends,  although 
LI™"  i-  *^^^f  he^  like  the  equator  cultivating  S 
rda^  onsh.ps  with  the  north  and  south  poles.  CertaS 
Ba^in  was  as  far  from  Bickley  as  those  ooints^of  Th^ 

C'weeTthTS  "h  ^  ''  ^  "  ^"^'  ^  "q^a^^  c^stfn 
^!  hf,     •      ^°'    However,  we  wtere  all  very  hapov  to- 
fhi.  h'  H  "'^  '"  ^*''^'"  characters,  there  are  few^hWs 
opinion     ""'"  """'^  ''°^'^  *^""  P'-^^^""^  differlS 

all  ^*°^  ^-  """^^  -uf"  ,*°  ""y  '"°''«  personal  affairs.  After 
all,  It  IS  impossible  for  a  man  to  satisfy  his  soul    if  hp 

Sr^I^n^ers  '!^Zl  'd'°"^-'^™  "''''^^  in  th^r^emotest 
we!S;r=  ani'UdSrsuWTiJtld'^-.f oc^^ 
casional  theological  and  other  argumenTsblfween  hi^ 
friends     Becoming  profoundly  convinced  of  this  tnirh 


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qualifications  whatever      He^,dml'!°!iT>'.^«'"''fi^ 
but  rt^niiAH  fh-I  T      •  L    "*  admitted  the  d  fScultv 

become  a  mT^iona'iy      "^'  ^  ""S*"  ^^  °^^'"«»  «nd 

might  possibly  advantilrp   tit       5^^®  ^^''y'  which 

enrich  L  KiiVom  "f  fea^en  thSh  o"f**  "{J'T'^'y 
no  one  could  be  auite^^nr;  af'  *"°"8^"  o^  such  things 
that  at  present  l' wis  rn;r3^"^  '^1^'  ^^  ^^  certain 
whatever  it  Sht  b^  and  .K'."  "«ff  acting  my  duty, 
of  the  earth^fo  he'ohSrv J  ^'  ?k^  °^  '^°^  cuiberere 

in  and  read  wh^n^fSlime^'^er'-^/^^'*  *°f 
named— the  idle  rich."  '         ^     ^^'^  happily 

clubTnaSes'aTt^  T' Irfe^f  ^^'  "^V  ^^^  ^'°^''-^- 
in  fact,  it  is  /2s  in  dth?  .«  ^  scandalous  condition; 
of  the  parish  I  ^consider  'if  ?„r°{!"'  '^^^  ^  '^^  squire 
good  £ot  as  a^SfL';  ^aTX"  "o^  "  '"^'^^ 

why^have  y.„  „ot  got  thetS  U"/ o?  wTch'^y^J 

ness  °'  iS  k]kinV:f''^  "'^'^  ]■•«  --'  ^'-k" 
I  am  convinced  it  mu^  ^^  Z^^^I°.  disagreeable  that 
concerned  As  reSs^he  fij^-f ''t^°'"  '^'  ^°°''  °^  «" 
know,  but  Sarah  nfte7likedbS  ^  T  k'"'"  i[  ^''^  "°t 
something  to  do  wfth  U  »  '  '"''"=''  ^"^^P^  ^as 

Then  he  sighed,  adding,  "You  see,  Arbuthnot,  we 


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have  to  take  things  as  we  find  them  in  this  world  and 
hope  for  a  better." 

"  Which  is  just  what  I  am  trying  to  do,  you  un- 
Illuminating  old  donkey  1 "  I  exclaimed,  and  left  him 
there  shaking  his  head  over  matters  in  general,  but  I 
think  principally  over  Sarah. 

By  the  way,  I  think  that  the  villagers  recognised 
this  good  lady's  vinegary  nature.  At  least,  they  used 
to  call  her  "Sour  Sal.^' 


CHAPTER  III 

NATAtIB 

T^.LJ^'^  T"  «^P"ienced  any  lean  ngs  thTwIv 
Sd  me  ''■°'"^"'  """^  "'  '^^  ^'"^  ti^e  the; 

alwJls  °iJJ!^h^'°"^"'^^  *=*'T  '"  • '°  ""y  t«te  there  was 
atTaKne  Slrf  „r°"^  ^''°"'  ^*'*='"-     While  they 

nin„  7        P  .     ,  ""*•    Moreover,  qu  te  at  the  bepin. 
ning  ofmy  career  I  had  concluded  from  obMrvation  fC 

as  these  do  to  men  of  wealth  and  advanced  views     THpv 
never  came  to  anything,  for  in  the  endVSed  £ 

23 


t:   ' 


24         When  the  World  Shook 

foul?  S'h^rfn'""''  SO  hatc'ul  and  so  dishonest,  that  I 
couW  not  bring  myself  to  put  my  neck  beneath  their 

mi;  J  *1'  '."'''  l^""'  '^  ^  t"«d  to  do  so,  I  should  fail 

Sat^''' hI'^""  ^''"^  ^°"«  «  '»>«  Bar  and  in 
riglu  '"•  '°°'  '  ""  <!""«  certain  that  I  was 

U.J!!''  T"""'  °/  ''  *"  *«s  that  I  sought  refuge  in  that 

&«r„T„  'J'u'  ■«^'S"'-ely  and  with  an  inquiring  mind 

thinJoIeVan"^  itS^n'"^'"  ^"'"^•°"«  '^  '^  *''«  --« 

^nej^^^^^^ 

«.e^.n.   touch   w.^.^  certain    ^tjers   w^opej.^ 

Mden  sprmg  in  my  nnture  which  hitherto  hS  always 
been  stnvmg  to  break  through  the  crust  of  m.rrnr 
ventions  and  inherited  ideas.    I  know  now  °hatwha?l' 

still  he  rnigh^  have  spread  his  wings  in  the  liehtof  nfhpr 
suns  millions  upon  millions  of  years  ago  Ind  mSf 

t„  R-  u?^^^  •'°"¥  ''"°^  tf^e  truth.  Was  Life  faccordin^ 
to  Bick  ey)  merely  a  short  activity  bounded  by  no^hin/ 
ness  before  and  behind;  or  (according  to  R«LT^" 

Ur  was  It  something  qu  te  diffprpnt  fm™  ^-^u^r 
these,  something  vast  and%lend S^yond  t^e^each  o 
vision,  something  God-sent    betrinninV^^ni      ^-       ?^ 


I 


I 


Natalie  jj 

ihs^  SIr"r  ^"°f»"^-  s^." 

agination  called  into  «ff  bv  thP  *''^°".°1  O"""**'  '«"- 
Eastern  stars  "  ''^  ""^  ^w'^"  influences  of  the 

ior^rZ  l'did"trforge7^','ii'^^  ^'  1^"°"'^ 
hope,  or  at  any  rate  wh^a  J^T^T'?^  *"''  ^  "•=* 
secret  child  of  ^holy  dwire  tret  nn?  ""°"'  ?"^  '»i«' 
soul,  till  at  lenirth  it  S!/  ""'^  ^frew  within  mv 
mine  was  tMlf^tL  h?Hl  ^Af"P°"  T  '''«'  '^is  soul  o( 
learn  my  lelS„\ '^ '^onSer  S  rh^^^^^^  ^  •""« 
could  not  give  his  namr^efn  J^S  l^T  ^''*'""  '"«"ds 
knew,  as  distineuishTd  fmm  lh  f'  whatever  they  really 
it  was  little  enough  etho7  them' h*'^.  ^^'^  ll'^^^^'  «"d 
teaching  of  his  of  n  »ul  *'*''  '*'*"*'*  ^^-n  the 

'oJ|5^:'t£''Ly^  forw"i^L'7o?rhT'''^  •°"'>'  -« 

-S  "wThi'  fertorv"e^S,"r^/°^"-''-  I 
the  things  of  the  world  anrf.J%^"';^''"  '"'"«t  in 
who  had*"  taken  anSreuest^''^.f"  in  wo^en,  I, 
things  of  the  worldcame  back  to  mr"^'^''\'"«'  '^°^ 
Woman  the  Inevitable  Pro^M  ^P'' '"  ^'^^  ^''^P^  «^ 
since  is  it  not  wri  ten  th«f  n^       ^  '*  '?'  =°  ''ecVeed 

alone  or  lose  K Sf  ?n  Va°cWn^  ^h"''  ^^  •^'"'^'f 
growth  of  his  own  soul?    matching  and  nurturing  the 


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I  had  heard  of  him  as  a  man  of  archspologfical  tastes  and 
thought  that  he  might  enable  me  to  see  things  which 
otherwise  I  should  not  see. 

As  it  chanced  he  knew  about  me  through  some  of 
my  Devonshire  neighbours  who  were  friends  of  his, 
and  did  ask  me  to  dinner  on  the  following  night.  I 
accepted  and  found  myself  one  of  a  considerable  party, 
some  of  them  distinguished  English  people  who  wore 
Orders,  as  is  customary  when  one  dines  with  the  repre- 
sentative  of  our  Sovereign.  Seeing  these,  and  this 
shows  that  in  the  best  of  us  vanity  is  only  latent,  for  the 
first  time  in  my  life  I  was  sorry  that  I  had  none  and  was 
only  plain  Mr.  Arbuthnot  who,  as  Sir  Alfred  explained 
to  me  politely,  must  go  in  to  dinner  last,  because  all 
the  rest  had  titles,  and  without  even  a  lady  as  there  was 
not  one  to  spare. 

Nor  was  mv  lot  bettered  when  I  got  there,  as  I  found 
myself  seated  between  an  Italian  countess  and  a  Russian 
prince,  neither  of  whom  could  talk  English,  while, 
alas,  I  knew  no  foreign  language,  not  even  French  in 
which  they  addressed  me,  seemmg  surprised  that  I  did 
not  understand  them.  I  was  humiliated  at  my  own 
Ignorance,  although  in  fact  I  was  not  ignorant,  only  my 
education  had  been  classical.  Indeed  I  was  a  good 
classic  and  had  kept  up  my  knowledge  more  or  less, 
especially  since  I  became  an  idle  man.  In  my  confusion 
it  occurred  to  me  that  the  Italian  countess  might  know 
Latm  from  which  her  own  language  was  derived,  and 
addressed  her  in  that  tongue.  She  stared,  and  Sir 
Alfred,  who  was  not  far  off  and  overheard  me  (he  also 
knew  Latin),  burst  into  laughter  and  proceeded  to 
explain  the  joke  in  a  loud  voice,  first  in  French  and  then 
in  English,  to  the  assembled  company,  who  all  became 
infected  with  merriment  and  also  stared  at  me  as  a 
curiosity. 

Then  it  was  that  for  the  first  time  I  saw  Natalie,  for 
owing  to  a  mistake  of  my  driver  I  had  arrived  rather 
late  and  had  not  been  introduced  to  her.  As  her  father's 
only  daughter,  her  mother  being  dead,  she  was  seated 
at  the  end  of  the  table  behind  a  fan-like  arrangement 


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of  white  Madonna  lilies,  and  she  had  bent  forward  and 
like  tl,e  othcra,  was  looking  at  me,  but  in  such  a 
.SoSi.'"*'  ^"  head  from*that  distance  ^med  as 
though  It  were  surrounded  and  crowned  with  lilies.  In- 
deed the  greatest  art  could  not  have  produced  a  more 
Semi  "^'"^  *"•  ^°^'^"'  '"»y  on«  o"nTked 

An  angel  looking  down  upon  earth  through  the  lilies 
of  Heaven-that  was  the  rather  absurd  thought  which 
flashed  ,nto  my  mind.     I  did  not  quite  reali^  her  S 

«l  5  fi.rS'P'  "'''•'  "  ?*.'"'=''  '°  *"=  »»"'  dark  and  fair" 
as  a  fact  her  wavmg  hair  which  grew  rather  low  upon 
her  forehead,  was  dark,  and  her  large,  soft  eyes  were 
grey.  I  did  not  know,  and  to  this  moment  I  do  not 
know  If  she  was  really  beautiful,  but  certainly  the  light 

rlaJJlT"  ""°1'^''  ^}?^  "y"  °^  ''"S  and  seemed  to  be 
reflected  upon  her  delicate  features,  was  beauty  itself. 

n„r«?  IK  *^'  g'P^ing  through  'a  thin  yase'^of  the 
pi  rest  alabaster  withm  which  a  lamp  is  placed,  and  I 
felt  this  effect  to  arise  from  no  chance,  lite  thn^  of  the 

withb"'"^*  °*  *'  **'*'  ^''°'"  ^^^  •*"?  °^  ^^^  SP''" 

w^n^!!'  *^?  1?*'!  "."'*  ^  suppose  that  she  saw  the 
wonder  and   admiration    in    mine.     At  any   rate   her 

Zu^h  J-m'"  ^'^"^'  'r'"^  '^'  ^""^  rath'erlerious 
though  still  sweetly  serious,  and  a  tinge  of  colour  crep 

oyer  ,t  as  the  first  hue  of  dawn  creeps  into  a  pearly  sk? 
Then  she  withdrew  herself  behind  the  screen  of^  lilies 
and  for  the  rest  of  that  dinner  which  I  thought  was  never 
coming  to  an  end,  practically  I  saw  her  no  more.  Only 
ronnH^/fni'  passed  out  that  although  not  tall,  she  wai 
Scula';  delK'"'  '"  ^'^P^  ""^  '"^^  ''^  •'-^^  -- 
Afterwards  in  the  drawing-room  her  father,  with 
whom  I  had  talked  at  the  table,  introduced  me  to  her. 
saying :  ' 

nnt"^':l'?""u^^'"J"'  ^h"  '■''^'  archasologist,  Mr.  Arbuth- 

heip  ^oJ »  ^°"  ^  *""■'  ^^^  ""^y  ^  ^^'«  *° 

Then  he  bustled  away  to  speak  to  some  of  his  iro- 


ff 


28         When  the  World  Shook 

ffiSlfn"Sat!r  ^'^'^  '  ''-'  '^  ^-  -kin, 
svm^llf!!^^'  exaggerates,"  she  said  i„  a  soft  and  very 
nfeT?2l^t  aThe^;  side  ^  ^^'^^^  ""^"^  ^^^  -'°-^ 

that  I  went  back  to  my  hotel  inTove  Sth  Nata  ie  Th' 
as^  sh^^afterwards  confessed,  she  went  to  W '/„''  ^t 

It  was  a  curious  business,  more  like  mfPfinr, 
old  fnend  from  whom  one  had  been  le^arai/hv'^ 

thing  quite  beyondTha"  e/eSary'SS^""^^'  ^"^ 

of  tt^Xt  :alln?'th"e';r"e^rS^  '"  ''^^1''^''- 
which  at  that  hour  were  shut  fo  all  S-int""™  ^S  ^°"'"' 
confessed  our  love     I  reallv  th?nl  P*  ourselves,  we 

the , pot  by  tacrbut'rtS/5i:r  bTciLs';;v?en 

"uiL^'i^HeLTIrrlfe  ^irSt^S!?,  r  ^^^^^ 

and  virt/e  also  whicTlL  between  th^se'eZ^^^^^^^ 
seemed  to  be  the  most  fitting  Iftar  whereon  to  nfflJ^*  " 
heans  and  all  that  caused^them  t^'b^^rea^ch^t  Z 


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private  resource!  and  I  w;,,?     7    '  '^o^^^ssed  but  small 
for  his  daughter  who  h^H  h  ''"^ '°  "''?'''^  ™P'«  Provision 

?4'^£ne  »i^-^'-J"«'^"- 
ordinary  life.  ^'  ^'  ^^^  ^°''«  ^^^  "P^ard  rise  of 
tain"?  we'nive';  Smed^of'  ''  "^  ''^^"^'^'  «^  ^»-    Cer- 

we.  who  Wereyour^Tvrnn,nP-'"P'''-.    ^''^  ^^ould 

verV  rich?    Who  thfnk.nfn~P''°"'  '^'^''^  ^'^^''''y  and 
stan^:es,  when  SrsIslLr  seen^s  t^h^.l  ""'^^  *^'"="'"- 

is  yet  a  long  way  off  ?  ^^  eliminated  and  death 

havf  kni'Sfm^tlT  1°"^  ^^'-l^^^"^^  -«  should 
tothe.nnL^tre^i'l-^^^^^^^ 

FulLrbe'°:£re°of7oufs?:'^"  we^returneS'home  to 
tipn.  includin^^JL^;^^^^^^^^^         oflun ^ f  KU^-^al 


made 


of  bells  that  »  ..au  gi 
haste  to  point  this  out. 

to  have  done  very  little  fn^r^o^^  °'  ^^'*^*'  y°"  s«em 
I  should  like  y^u  to  do  Td  thl^'^r  "P""^^^ 
ought  to  be  oLed  b^a  erlt  n  "h.'rP^V'P^'^'  ''^^^ 
according  to  the  views  yfuexDr^^r  ih^'Ti'l  ^'• 
thoueht  voii  urn.,1^  »  I  f'T  ess.  I  should  have 
else  f hat  rman°^2  wan^Tr  ^"^«-"y»h|ng 
you  should  be  Z  favomJ  JL  "y.^u^"^^  '^^' 
any  particular  merits  o^Torowrwhrc?  oS^r  se°! 


30  When  the  World  Shook 

However,  I  have  no  doubt  it  will  all  come  even  in  the 
end  and  you  will  get  your  share  of  troubles,  like  others. 
Perhaps  Mrs.  Arbuthnot  will  have  no  children  as  there 
IS  so  much  for  them  to  take.  Or  perhaps  you  will  lose 
all  your  money  and  have  to  work  for  your  living,  which 
might  be  good  for  you.  Or,"  he  added,  still  thinking 
aloud  after  his  fashion,  "perhaps  she  will  die  youne— 
she  has  that  kind  of  face,  although,  of  course,  I  hope 
she  won't,"  he  added,  waking  up.  ^ 

I  do  not  know  why,  but  his  wandering  words  struck 
me  cold;  the  proverbial  funeral  bell  at  the  marriaee  feast 
was  nothing  to  them.  I  suppose  it  was  becaule  in  a 
flash  of  intuition  I  knew  that  they  would  come  true  and 
that  he  was  an  appointed  Cassandra.  Perhaps  this 
uncanny  knowledge  overcame  mv  natural  indignation 
at  such  super-^aucfcerie  of  which  no  one  but  Bastin 
could  have  been  capable,  and  even  prevented  me 
from  replying  at  all,  so  that  I  merely  sat  still  and  looked 

31  fiiTn. 

But  Bickley  did  reply  with  some  vigour. 
Forgive  me  for  saying  so,  Bastin."  he  said  bristline 
all  over  as  it  were,  "but  your  remarks,  which  may  or 
may  not  be  in  accordance  with  the  principles  of  your 
religion,  seem  to  me  to  be  in  singularly  bad  taste.  Thev 
would  have  turned  the  stomachs  of  a  gathering  of  early 
Christians,  who  appear  to  have  been  the  worst  man- 
nered  people  in  the  world,  and  at  any  decent  heathen 

onu  omen""      '^°"'''  ^^''^  ^^^"  "^'""^  ^^  ^^^^  °^  *  ^'"^ 
"Why?"  asked  Bastin  blankly.    "I  only  said  what 

your  Christianity  as  a  cloak  for  bad  manners.  It  teaches 
consideration  and  sympathy  for  others  of  which  you  seem 
to  have  none.  Moreover,  since  you  talk  of  the  death  of 
people's  wives,   I  will  tell  you 'something  about  your 

rr;  hL^M  "''"'kT'I'''^^  *=^"  *^°  ^  ^  never  attended  her. 
It  is  highly  probable,  m  my  opinion,  that  she  will  die 


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before  Mrs  Arbuthnot  who  is  quite  a  healthy  person 
with  a  good  prospect  of  life."  ^  ^ 

will"f„^rf^^''l'"..*^'''  ^^'"C-     ""  so,  it  will  be  God's 
^tin^^h  ^  *"  r'  complain"  (here  Bickley  snorted), 
Jh      I     ,^°  "°'  ^^  ^'^^t  yo"  can  know  about  it.    Bu 
why  should  you  cast  reflections  on  the  early  Christians 

S^^'^'^nP'"  °^  "*™"&  P^'"c'P'«  living  in  rough 
!i^rch-  9  ?^  ^°  "^^^^  '^^''  *&^'"S'  an  established  devil- 
worsnip  f  1  know  you  are  angry  because  thev  smasheH 
up  the  statues  of  Venus  and  sf  forth,  but  Tad^  £  h 
their  place  I  should  have  done  the  saiiie." 

Of  course  you  would,  who  doubts  it?    But  as  for 
Ifii   ^  Christians  and  their  iconoclastic  performances 

mthe  room.  ""'  '^''' '  '"  ' "  ""^  ^^  ^p'^"^  "P  «"d 

I  followed  him. 

Let  it  not  be  supposed  from  the  above  scene  that 
there  was  any  ill-feeling  between  Bastin  and  Bickley. 
On  the  contrary  they  were  much  attached  to  each  other, 
and  this  kind  of  quarrel  meant  no  more  than  the  strone 
expression  of  their  individual  views  to  which  they  were 
accustomed  from  their  college  days.  For  instance 
Bastin  was  always  talking  about  the  early  Christians 
and  missionaries,  while  Bickley  loathed  both,  the  early 
Christians  because  of  the  destruction  which  they  had 
wrought  in  Egypt,  Italy,  Greece  and  elsewhere,  of  all 
that  was  beautiful ;  and  the  missionaries  because,  as  he 
said,  they  were  degrading  and  spoiling  the  native  races 
and  by  inducing  them  to  wear  clothes,  rendering  them 
liable  to  disease.  Bastin  would  answer  that  their  souls 
were  more  important  than  their  bodies,  to  which  Bickley 
replied  that  as  there  was  no  such  thing  as  a  soul  except 
in  the  stupid  imagination  of  priests,  he  differed  entirely 
on  the  point.  As  it  was  quite  impossible  for  either  to 
convince  the  other,  there  the  conversation  would  end  or 
drift  into  something  in  which  they  were  mutually  inter- 
ested, such  as  natural  history  and  the  hygiene  of  the 
neighbourhood.  ^^ 

Here  I  may  state  that  Bickley's  keen  professional  eye 
was  not  mistaken  when  he  diagnosed  Mrs.  Bastin's  state 


''         When  the  WorJd  Shook 

ZitT  ^y.  '^'  colour  Ke  Hos  tJ°^t'-  u^«"  <>''«" 
about  her  death  under  the  t!!^  '  •"'^•'  ^'"^h  brought 

night  she  tore  up  to  the  Pri„  .  ^''^"'  o"  a  winter's 

?o7  hil°^"?"  '"  -^i-^h  to'^SSto  i^^^^^^    -^  t°  Snd 
'or  him.     I  expostulateH  Zll-         ,    ^'<^  'own  to  look 

•Id  with  si  mai.y-isS;''  ""^  "">■  «■"»  mi?Ld 

B  look  „  ,h.  „,K|V£"i  '"■l'"'"  "»  ttExWer 

"vnen  her  husband  did 


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33 


actually  passed  away  while  nL^-^"^"^"^'^    '»'   ""d 

agamst  him  for  his  suppo^d  suS^  *  ^'°'^'"  tirade 

That  was  the  end  of Thifr  ^"^Pf.'o"s  proceedings. 

In  after  day^fiitL    bv   "  ^."'''^"V^"''^''  '"«^™"- 
cess,  canoi.ised  her  in  h;«  ,-J^,^?"'^  Peculiar  mental  pro- 

;So  loving,"  he  wou,ry^£r't,''"^°^^^'"^ 
Why,  my  dear  Humphrey T^n  ««.  ^  '^^T^''  ^^'^e' 
the  midst  of  her  death-struJ-^P  Hp  7^  ^"i"  '^^'  ^^^n  in 
of  me,"  words  that  ZtXktj f^''  *^""8^''*^  ^'"« 
than  usual  vigour  until  I  L-.fi^  j  t^  *°  ^"^"^  with  more 
the  table.       ^      '  ""*"  ^  '^'^ked  him  to  silence  beneath 


i      J 


I 


CHAPTER   IV 

DEATH  AND  DEPARTURE 


Now  I  must  tj.li  ^t 

rether 


were  perfectly  mated,  and  if.'  t^^'J^^^Y^  spirituafly  we 
Truly  we  were  as  one     YetTh  °''^''  "^'=''  other  dearly 
her  which  filled  me  with  ^J./JT'  **^  something  about' 

allv  a«  r  "  '  *J""^  ''"ow,  deares?"  «h^  '^''?.*  ^''^  meant 

^^oAo^t^^i^^l  companionship  is  going  to  be 
ror  a  little  whilpf"  T       ..  &    "  oe 

..Oh,  my  God  I  "I  groaned 

.'.-d.  ..nee  ,  l"relEvr  SftS  "«'.  s 

34    ^      will  find  me  again. 


Death  and  Departure 


speate  about  as  tfough'^0^^^^^^^  heavfn,  w"ich  he 

darkness  for  a  miaufeimoTL^ ^''^  ^J^mbled  'trough 

eivCT  »  her  „  ,  „P1°'«  f'g  l»mmy  which  had  taej 
way,  L  tZugh  some  'svJ^'^u'^^'"'P^"'>S  in  a  peculiar 

^^i  ''^  --  ra.ersrrt.x:rr„^^^^^^ 

yourseii^  atout  ^uTfan^  ^h"'^'    "don't   torment 

£:?.  ^^«  '^-'.ot  her  bV°™'.Krn^„  ^S^i 

te'aSand°wir'''"^ '■"--•"• 
and  in  due^^u^^  tTe  evem  h'  ^^  ^'^'  «  'ong  nightmare 
attending  the  cS    it  wlf  „'',^PP«"«d.  .  Bicfle/was  ^^t 
he  preferred  that  wher^a  f  ?  „h.     '*i'"^'  ''e  s^'d,  and 
somebodv  else  shouTbe  iagi  ?  ^'^^  ^as  concerned. 


36         When  the  World  Shook 

judged  the  conditions"  it  wa'  t^  ?'^"  """"  '"'^  m's^ 

where  you  seem  ca  led  tn  Tt  '^^"'  '"y  «'«••""&.     Go 
you  have  found  me    To<^'L;lr'  "°' ''"owing  that 

but  could  not  IbutieS  hZ\X  'V;T^'^  '°  die- 
combe;  or  rather  I  buried  their  «h.^  ''^■'^  ^^^  «  F"'- 
end^re  that  her  beloved  ^^^jj^-f^^^^  not 

wort^';7Nlali?s'whL'  both°B,^J/P°''!,^^"'««  '^t 
somehow  I  seemed  to  ^^sh  to  le!  ^th^,""''  ^"^*'"'  ^°' 
.     The  latter,  I  may  explain  had  Kplr'  ^^"^^^  ^'ews. 
n  his  spiritual  capadty   but  I  H«       ^  u?^"*  «t  the  end 
the  east  understood  /£'„a?ure  of.h^  V'""^  '^^'  ^e  in 
passing  before  his  eyes     H^J  nrf  ^  '^''^'"^  *bich  was 
'ng  absorbed  all  hisSntion    aTh'  ^"''  '^^  ^''"'^en- 
who  could  think  of  more  than  i.%r"  ^^^  «  «"«" 
When  I  told  him  exactly  what  h^d  h'""^  ^'  «  *™e- 
peated  the  words  that  Natal irsni^'*  ^^ened  and  re- 

terested  n  his  own  nebufous  wav  .Ad  '  'Tu'""'^''  '"" 
delightful  to  meet  with  an  examoT;  ^  ^^'^  that  it  was 
such  as  my  wife  had  been  who  ,  »  ,f  ^^  Christian, 
of  Heaven  before  she  had  Tone  thp"*"^  S^  «""«h'ng 
was  he  thanked  God,  fairi  roh^ff-u  "'^  °^"  ^aitH 
doubted  occurrence  of  the  sL  St  Ji''  ''"'  «*'"  «"  un-  ' 
: '"^e  r^n  on  a  pasture  whenTis  X^--^  refreshment, 
he  added,  breaking  into  simile  '^'^'  y°"  ''"ow," 

I  remarked  that  She  had  not  seemed  to  speak  in  the 


Death  and  Departure 


put  too  much  reliance  u^nwn?i°"T  "  L'  "°'  ^'^e  to 
the  last,  because  often  th^v  don'r  n Tl^"  ^^  I^P'"  ^t 
are  saying.  Indeed  sCmSs  I  hinl  th^""""  ^^^'  "'"y 
case  of  my  o«  n  ^^■ih,  ^yUo?eful  il  ^^'^  '"'^  ^  '"  the 
good  deal  of  rubbish  rn.H  I  "J^'^  '°  '"''  ^°  t^'k  a 
Widow  Jenkins  this  afternoon  a'Kulh    '''"'"^^^  '^  ^ 

probably  the  heres^ ofone  of"fhose  ^'l  T^f  ^".''J^'' 
occupied  most  of  his  thoughts  ^  ^  ^^''"^     '"''° 

a  dS'^J^ftol  ?ade'n;'''^7"'e^'''«*-  -'-ce.  as 
gch  sometLes  a;S;;s"^i;S/=^1nX-^^^^^^^^^ 

the^Th7n^\"°7wishth1tlCS' J  P"*  ^^'"^  -  "0"e  of 
both  show  me   ha   thev  Lrk  f^*^']*"  ''^"°"  a"^  science 
the  whole  is  a  ^^  pfi^e    l^^"^"""-.    '^^^  ^"^'^  on 
passions  of  other*  imif  '.  ^^ere  we  arrive  through  the 
although  k  cires  nnT-       .^'^  '•"  1^^  ''3'  Nature,  which 
towards  the  fmpuK?^J°Vof  "'•"''  ^''''''  '«  ^^S 
theircollectiveUfe     Indeed  tL-  ^''^'y  ^"■*  *°  P^«^"'e 
least  its  chief  manifestad^n     rnn""/"'"^  'f  ^'^'"^^'  °^  «» 
be  gnats  or  elephants  or  anvtSno.V,''H'""^'  ^^''^''  ^^'^ 
even  stars  for  aueht  T  knnf/     ^  between  and  beyond. 


38         When  the  World  Shook 

you  will  hflvPothL        J    palance  has  re-asserted  itself 
daysr;'id'?hrai  w^^t^^^liSt"      Z  6lT°^rV'  >^'^ 

experience  conv7nces  me  .hT.^  "'"  •''"''*'  ""^'  X^"^ 
avoided  at  whatever  in,.  ■    '    '"^mage    should    be 

wondered  t^aran^oneTn":'!.''-''-.  '"''"''''  '  ''^^«  'o"g 

bringing  a  child'inr  h fworS  '  B  , t  Ifrrf'''''''^  ^'^ 
does  in  cold  blood  exr,  n-  ^?  j  pn.bably  nobody 
he  added.  "He  wouH'hf  ?""'"''  "^'°'"  Hke^Bastin,^ 
intervened."  '^  '^'"^  '''^"'y-  had  not  his  ludc 

•'Not'hin^ri''fm  r  '"  ""''""^'  ''"^"'i."  I  «id. 
my  fivesenst  ip'p"eS-'°  ^"'^  '""''P'  ^'^^^  ^  ««  ^nd 

"Tha"f  H^^f '  '^"  P°^«'bility  of  miracle,  for  instance?" 

showI'S  S^'kind^^oftS"  ""T^y  -'"cTiSe 

fathers  would  have  caiXtcIef  St  fh"'  ^"^'  ^™"'^- 
but  laws  that  we  are  bec-in^  nt  .!f '  J  ^^^^  ^'^  "o^^ing 
an  instance."  ''eg'nn.ng  to  understand.    Give  me 

somZ:"Ct^"^'^^couK'fl'''  ^?  "^^^  ^^^"^^d  by 

"I  should  tell  h"m  ?hif  h»      °'  ^'*'?"sand  years P""^ 

all.    It  is  impoJsib™"  ^*  ^^  ""^  ^  ^°°'  ^-^ «  'i^'-.  that  is 

cipi'eSa!n;;tt"r^a;  rr'  ^rf'^^  p-- 

Sfe  '^ifh-Stei^l^    Or  t^t  tt  ie?d  ^^^l 

min:/?o":TSt^^tntlJ'"i^'  r^^'^.f'T'  -<^ 
every  word  I  have  saidanrf  ^i^u  *k  ^J  ^'"  ^^l^^  back 
white  sheet  proclai^  mysd?  thl  ^'{^''^"''^'''"be  in  a 
oflr  to  the  Cottage  HosohaTtr.  f  ^o"'-  Now,  I  must  get 
varicose  veins.  ^TheyVeJ°J^^  out  Widow  Jenkinf's 
about  the  largest  I  ever  saS.  !ndeed"^r-''  ''  "".  '^*^' 
old  boy,  and  take  to  somethn"  useful  V  "^  ^'t^"'^' 
back  to  your  fiction  writing;  "y^u^^el-nJ-to^hrve-^rL^" 


I 


Death  and  Departure 


^ceHnVafc^^^oirh:  S"?  ^P^biis^h  the  storied 
.     With  this  Parthian  shaS.u  °^  ^^V'  Wends."      ' 

for  somehow  I  have  never  bee^^h/*^"  '°  "^*«  ""'"ute? 
-'^  to  burn  what  cost  JL^^^XfeS  ^ 

with'^a'dl;,'  W."'1llS-'-c'>oly  returned  to  me 
tongue  and  cried  to  me  o7d'«^,'"  ^he  house  toolc  « 
a  vo.ce  that  I  could  never  h^e^aSn  ■'\^''^^'  ''^^^ 
'ng-glasses  I  saw  the  reflertin^  ?  ,'  '"  "'^  very  look- 
t'^ough  I  had  moved  myself  for  .h  ^  '°''  P^^«^""-  Al- 
a  l.ttTe  room  at  the  furXr  end  '  '^f  ^u'"'?"^"  "^  sleep  to 
seemed  to  creep  abou  mv  bed  t  ^  budding,  footsteps 
rustle  of  a  re^mbered^ress  tithS  \"*^  ^  ''^^^^  'he 

:^^c^^5nn.^S^r7i--^^«^o'^andi^ 

especially  of  those  of  the  locTetvt  ^k^'''  Sea  Islands 
Hnd  he  threw  it  on  thelSre^in°ir^'"'^  ll"  «"'>^"bed: 
B'ckley  picked  it  up  and  ooeneH  w     ^  "ghtSous  wrath 

and^nothmg   else,    which  t^tS^ow^.S^^r 

her  diynS;'i^tracl?vf  S^*"^t  "'^^  J'^"  object  ?    i  ea„' 
her  hibiscus- bSmsXlh^^^jh^^^  shi  does  w2 

I'ttle  loiver  down."  diflreren:e  to  our  wom-n-a 


•; 


40         When  the  World  Shook 

"Why?"  asked  Bickley,  "seeing  that  wide  seas  roll 
between  you  and  this  dusky  Venus.  Also  I  thought 
that  according  to  your  Hebrew  legend  sin  came  in  with 
bark  garments." 

"  V  ou  should  search  the  Scriptures,  Bickley,"  I  broke 
in,  "and  cultivate  accuracy.  It  was  fig-leaves  that  sym- 
bolised its  arrival.  The  garments,  which  I  think  were 
of  skin,  developed  later." 

"Perhaps,"  went  on  Bickley,  who  had  turned  the 
page,  "she"  (he  referred  to  the  late  Mrs.  Dastin)  "would 
have  preferred  her  thus,"  and  he  held  up  another 
illustration  of  the  same  woman. 

In  this  the  native  belle  appeared  after  conversion, 
clad  in  broken-down  stays— I  suppose  they  were  stays- 
out  of  which  she  seemed  to  bulge  and  flow  in  every 
direction,  a  dirty  white  dress  several  sizes  too  small,  a 
kind  of  Salvation  Army  bonnet  without  a  crown  and  a 
prayer-book  which  she  held  pressed  to  her  middle ;  the 
P^eneral  effect  being  hideous,  and  in  some  curious  way, 
improper.  ^ 

"Certainly,"  said  Bastin,  "though  I  admit  her 
clothes  do  not  seem  to  fit  and  she  has  not  buttoned  them 
up  as  she  ought.  But  it  is  not  of  the  pictures  so  much 
as  of  the  letterpress  with  its  false  and  scandalous  accusa- 
tions, that  I  complain." 

"Why  do  you  complain?  "  asked  Bickley.  "Prob- 
ably It  IS  quite  true,  though  that  we  could  never 
ascertain  without  visiting  the  lady's  home." 

"If  I  could  afford  it,"  exclaimed  Bastin  with  rising 
anger,  "I  should  like  to  go  there  and  expose  this  vile 
traducer  of  my  cloth." 

"So  should  I,"  answered  Bickley,  "and  expose  these 
introducers  of  consumption,  measles  and  other  Euro- 
pean diseases,  to  say  nothing  of  gin,  among  an  innocent 
and  Arcadian  people. 

"How  can  you  call  them  innocent,  Bickley,  when 
they  murder  and  eat  missionaries  ?  " 

"I  dare  say  we  should  all  eat  u  missionary,  Bastin 
if  we  were  hungry  enough,"  was  the  answer,  after  which 
something  occurred  to  change  the  conversation. 


Death  and  Departure  41 

little,  orat  least  taKe%r^  «*'"*'"*  °"«  '°  'o^S"  « 
I  no  viskS  and''e5^«^°'^'"K'"°:>-  Whv  should 
English  win  erT  No  I  c3  „°?^''*'  '°,"«  ""^  <'^«^»^y 
an<f  Bickley  were  th^re  ^hifr    .'  *^°  f  *'*'"*•    "  B«s"n 

me  and  sholldZt l^'^lruV^'lt  wa?S  a^T^'l  '^ 
land,  a  curving  shore  of  whirh  thi  »n^  *  '°"8^'  '"* 
picture,  whereon  Stw^llJ^L^r'^^°''^°^^^'' 
combers  broke  upof  JlUlngSnT    "'"'   "'"*  «^'^^' 

straneely  va'-'r  :  SfnJ  ?"""e^'"'  '"  her'aspect, 
-stanc^ngin  t.i.U;  i,  f  „  n^.*^*]"'^'  f'"»nply  brfght, 
ing  clifil  we  covered  u  ifh'^^.f^. ' ''"'^^"'^  ^"'«  ''°'-der- 
|5'ri.n  was  almoThld  A^'^yV:eis'VZ''  ^"""^ 

h^rTr^S'^t^w-Sut;'"^'"^''-^^^^^^^^^ 

her^dyinlTord/.'-'Goth^  ^"^^  ^"  ^°'<=«'  -P^'ting 
far  awayf  Oh  t  the  wonSf  ?  ^/'^  ^^"^  ""^^l  '^  go! 

findme^otti^^/rafyrh^al^^^^^^^^^^^ 
tl.at'^ight""?:  tSrnTnit  'L^^"  ^'^""^  -«  ^wlce 

that  I  would  go  to  the  5""^'^''°'=  "^  '''^  ^'  determined 
must  do  so  allne      nntw       ^^'^  ^^'^"''s,  even  if  I 

Bickley  dined  with  me  I  Ltr\r"'"«  ^«^""  ^"d 
my  dream  for  Bastion;  J-.  ^f^  "°L'""8^  '°  ""^m  about 
have  set  it  rfnwn  »^  •  !^*-  ''reamed  and  Bickley  would 

had  b^'n  cleared  a^-^ytT'°'''     ^T  *''^"  '^^    ^^^Ih 

port-both^^B^a^t^ar  rckr;?„^;"tr"^  ^'^^^^^ 


of 


one,  the 


42        When  the  World  Shook 

tefl'SX^arbSulrf*  ^"^5"  indulgence 
very  run  down  and  as  thoThXy  wlnted^a^.S  '  tk'*' 

BickW  '"•■/'Volf  ^  '^'"  PT'*-  "^es,"  interrupted 

become  chromic  if  vou^ei-U-/  "^'l'  ?""'  *'^''='>  ^i" 
the  same  thine  myself  .o*^T  'V'""'''?  '°"^«'-  ^  have 
I  can  stop  ope?aS  /o'r  a  whHef  h.r  ''"°^'  #"^  ""'"'^ 
become  useless  K ™^/,-  '^^^' «^  "^  '^"^^rs  will 
overstrain  rsuppi°/°oi"^j  'am'^'h  "^^^  ^'«^'' 
stronger  and  stronger' JasJel  I  thTnt  T '^'1,  V°  ^^" 
leave  Ogden  "  (his  oartne^Mn  L  K^  ^'^^^  ^*^«  ^^ 
^et^a/,   ,„J,,^e''S-Vhe^e^tCir^^^^^^^^ 

quit;;s=^|./C;^/:^^^S  '-«.  and  were 
"as  I  ha™ef  sl.gT^S^J^'iJ'''^  '''^t ,"  I  remarked, 
to  the  South  Sefffbout  Xh  wl7e°re-tJ."""^  ''^  ^° 
day,  to  get  the  thorough  change  thrfR.Vu"?  ^^^'''- 
advising  for  me   and  T  «hn,,C?l         Bickley  has  been 

would  b^oth  com;  as"iy  t^^^  Yo7^ifj:f  ^^"'  '1^°" 
much  money  out  of  cuttinrSopKou  thJ;  """^^  ^ 
arrange  your  own  affairQ  H../;^^  ^ '  ^"at  you  can 

for  you/fiastin    I  wtii  „„'/"! J°"':^''se"«:e.    But  as 

/.c,<^.;„.„tTnd^;e';;tringni£'""'"^"''^^'  ^-  '^^ 
shouid^'i^rtVexjoSfhi',^;' SS  "r^  -«--"'y  I 

ably   published   Mfoff^nc?^""*^,'*  ^H^hor,  who  prob- 

that^Lt  ie  wVe  mfght  affectX^  V'^"^"'-  *'"^'"& 

missionary  societies"aS\o?iSw'lickw"ff"h'e  •"  '^' 
always  nght,  as  he  seems  to  think^' t  f  ?^^^il  '^^fr 


Death  and  Departure  43 

fcp."'  "''^^P^'"*^  ^''l^o"'  the  full  approval  of  the 

pensTo"be  Im  fhy^-'lr^'  2"?f  ^«°'  '^  «he  hap- 
Lordship,  I  don't  hink  h^  ^nf*  ^'^''''y-  "^  ^°r  his 
he  sees  the  certificatL  I  wil^i L^"^  ^"7  objection  when 
your  health.  Jle  is  aUei  ^v  ^''".^'^"t  'he  state  of 
took  that  carbuncle  out  of  hsnl^l'^'V^T  ^^"  ^'""^  I 
he  will  not  eat  enough  ^^'f^'tr'^i'*  ^'  8^°*  b«=ause 
only  to  show  you  how  comfn.,/iir^  '  l  '"^^'?  ^"^  ^'"e  if 

to  celebrate  the  occasion   let  ,f?T  |."*1"'"^«-    ^nd  now, 
port  and  drink  a  toasl  "  '  ^"  ^^^^  ^"^'^'^  ^'ass  of 

soml'h7ng':£:flf"dj^^,^^,;ost.   Bastin   murmuring 

penance.  ^  Then  they  ^b^th  Xh'"  1'°"'  "''^^  ^^^  ««  « 
each  of  them   afterTho.    k.     ^^^  ""^^^  was  the  toast. 

be  the  uttercon'ftLn'ofSj'othff"*'"^  '''''  '^  ^''o"'^ 

4atn%a"sLttmiSd"r^^^^^  °^  ^"«her 

suitable.  Bickley  said  that  he  S«.  k^^'?'"  ^°"'^  be 
<dea  as  everything  worth  kLwin?^''*  /'"I  ^  ^°°"sh 
and  what  wi  the  e3  of  HriT^  "^^  ^'■"^^'^y  known, 
to  the  Truth  woulf  b^'^b/tter  "^  '°  '^"  '"^*  ?  A  toasJ 
A  notion  came  to  me. 

Unknown^Trmh  ••"'  ''''"''"  '  ^-^'  "«n<i  drink  to  the 

ance'^rd^'i.t^Ske'l'i'i^tf""'''^'^  *^^'  '''^  P^^-- 
sigh."^^  are  all  Pilates  in  our  way,"  I  replied  with  a 

excSei  Bi^krey^  '''*"''  '^^'^  ^™«  ^  '^-■«&"ose  a  case," 
^ht^Lr^I^YSj^gj-^k-nrea^ 


44         When  the  World  Shook 

^liTu"  °^  ^*'  *°""s^  t*'e  of  the  South  Sea  Islands 
could  have  guessed  what  fruit  his  light-thrown  «S 
would  yield  to  us  and  to  the  world  I       ^ 

whihT''^  "^  inquiries  through  a  London  agencv 
As  I  .vnr.?H°"Ly^''''«  "'  soldlhem  to  the  idle^ricZ 
As  I  expected,  there  were  plenty  to  be  had   at  a  nr  ce 
bu  wealthy  as  I  was.  the  fig'ure  aked  of  the  buyer  oTaS 
suitable  craft  staggered  me.  In  the  end,  however  I  ch^r 

ShT  ^°',''''  "'°"*''^  *=«^^'"  and'atlo  much  pj; 
month  for  as  long  as  I  liked  after^vards.  The  owners 
paid  insurance  and  everything  else  on  condition  thi? 
they  appointed   the  captain   and  first   mate    X  the 

^o^A  could  steam  at  about  ten  knots  as  well  as  sail 

I  know  nothing  about  yachts,  and  therefore  shall  not 
a  tempt  to  describe  her,  further  than  to  47°hlt  she  w2 
of  five  hundred  and  fifty  tons  burden,  very  well  con 
structed    and  smart  to  ibok  at,  as  well  Ihe  n^iSht  h^" 

fhirfd'S^r  MT"^^.  "'/"""^'^^  from"whose";i'itors 
1  nired  her,  had  spent  a  fortune  in  buildine-  and  ponTn! 

s^tfd'^f  tWrtv  S  rt''^  r ^-  ^"  ^"'  hef  clXt 
fvfl  .1,  :  *"'.'^y-two  hands.  A  peculiarity  of  the  vessel 
was  that  owing  to  some  fancy  of  the  late  owner  thJ^ 

^".ffK^T""".°'^^"P"'  ^^'"-^'^  ^vassplendTlay  foma^ 
of  tHe  bridge,  this  with  the  ship's  store-rooms  refr^r^wf 

Si^o^fe'- „^itS>H  S?„-0S 


Death  and  Departure  45 

tranch'olirKe'^spiSafisf  r*',J--''«n.  was  a 
tina,  and  seemed  to  h?  «hu       T^°  Pb^''^  "^«  concer- 

quite  unobjectionabS'  S  Tha"n  °ha  ?  oHheril-"^ 
Scandmavian.  I  think  that  is  all  i  niL  ^u  '^'"8^ 
5tef  0/  tfcc  5outfe.  *  ^"  ^  "^^<^  ^y  about  the 

shouW  pSdThrou^tf  ;ha»  the  5t«r  of  the  South 
Marseille^s^^here  w™Sld^f„;„^^""  ^i  Gibraltar  to 
via  the  Suez  CanaT  t^a  .^  ,"  ^er,  and  thence  travel 
Seas,  returning  home  i  ou 'Vn^rt""  '°  *^^  ^""^^ 
might  dictate.  ^^"'^y  ^'^  convenience 

lettel."  Snhe"'eE„d1r'?L'""\r  '"''^  «"'  ^^  ^he 

instruments!' setTteS^bv'Slir  '"'^J*='"^  ^"^  «"^?i'-^ 
and  other  i^Ss  work? Tn^^^n"'',^  "^^  °^  »»>'<» 
South  Seas,  selected  bvlR«r        u^  languages  of  the 

^^SSS5£FSSF^-^Sba^^£ 

Si^f-^iS^^- 

reached  MSles  ahlfl^'^^V'°"'  '^^  Thames  and 
all  three  o?  urSarded  Lf     '      "^^  '^'''^''  ''''''' 

little  ?Sr  Tommf  1'^h^  •^""^'i^^  P^^^^"^-.  'he 
behindrbuf'whne  T  w«  n/t- '"'^"'^^  *°  '«*^«  him 
about  with  su^h  evLT..?^'''"r^."P  he  followed  me 

that  my  heart"tsi;^uXd"'^rnte^„°^^^^^^^ 
£and.  had^rbTk„:- t"-i!f4T/^h„^-y^^^^^^^^ 


CHAPTER  V 

THE  CYCLONE 

time  to  spend  a  few  daysTn  r Ji"'  ^^'^T''  ^^^^  "» 
and  Sakkara  which  BaS  and  B?Ar"l '5"  Pyramids 

thi°  m'-,""^  •■■  '^ '««  the  g  "at  Museum  ^  Th*^  •"'^*'  =«^" 
the  Nile  was   lostoon^  nnfii  "    ^^e  journey  up 

pleasant  break  anTS  stLT  '"'""•     ^'  ^^  a 
reader  who  was  wellarm.niif  ^^' •  ^  "'°^*  omnivorous 
and  theology,   the  ODD^S''  T^  ^«^Pti«"  history 
Bastin  that^risUan^r^^Tm^r    w^'"f  *°  P^°^e  to 
ancient  Egyptian  f aiZ      tL^'^  development  of  the 
may  be  imagined.    It  never ^/Sf"^"**  ^^at  ensued 
of  them  that  all  faiths  mlv  be  »n^^  5°  ^'"'  '°  ^'t^er 
progressive;  in   short    h1^»     ^"'^  '"'^^^'l  probably  are 
from  the  various  tSs  tuhTL^r  °^  'h'  '^^°^^ 
these  are  shone  upon  by  the  Ln  nf  t"^'.!^''  ^  '"  turn 
^  Our  passage  down  tL  RpH  S  °'  ^"""th- 
able.    Thence^we  shaped  our  -  ^^  ""^  -°^  ^"'^  ^&'««- 
again  we  stopped  a  mtleThile  Jo'  ^°'  ^y^°"-    "ere 
and  to  visit  the  ruined  citvoT  An      • '""  "P  to  Kandy 
Buddhist  topes  that  one?  li^^^'^^^P'''.^  ^'th  its  great 
argument  be?;een  my^wo  Bs'^T/'^'  to  relifious 
struck^ac^ss  the  Indian  c5S^or"Sln%"te7^ 

njo/t  o?ft  'uteS''  fcr  ^^'  °"^  -^>  -e  -ade 
Captain  Astley  wm  a  ,^;v,hI  ^''"'-  ^^  ^^''^  not  dull  as 
the  melanchol?  K.Kbse^P'"'?'/"'^  «^«"  °"  of 
He  insisted  -n^oWiVSees' irthe^''  entertainment. 

46  *^^''"''  at  which 


J 


the    usual 


iThe  Cyclone 


47 


wailed  out  tunes  above  oit-^^^'^w^,.^^"^  accordion 
droveBickleytoakind  Jr^nH  ■''^•.  ^•'u*'^^  happenings 
which  he  coi^ld  not  explain  H.'  ^°'  ^"^  ^^''  ^^^"^ 
someone  was  plavinir^Hrir"  "t  *as  convinced  that 
most  elaborate  YnaL  to  hI?""  ^'H"'  *"*^  ^^^'^^d  the 
without  result!  ''^'^'   ^'^^    ^8^"^,    entirely 

and'^tSn'L"  wTo'laWed  "'  Tn'^h"^^  h^T  '"^'^-"'. 
I  left  the  "circ"°  and  S;  ..K*''^  end  Jacobsen  and 
behind  us;  only  Bastin  and  BiSl'"'  '^''"^  -^^^  '""^^ed 
the  dark.  Presently  we  W^i.^  remaining  there  in 
Bickley  emerged  looldL,„  ^°""^s«f  altercation,  and 
by  Bitin'wKfsLyln?^  "'  '"  ^^'^  ^-«'  ^°"o-ed 

snatched"  %^ye=s'"?hfch"^'  '^  "°"  -<' 
useless  to  you  when  Xrt  • '  '""ch  anyhow  are  quite 

possible  for  me  skHni^^fn  II  "°  t^^^  ^  ^gain,  is  it 
to  have  placed  the  confertinion""'''  i'^'J'^  ^'^^"^''>«. 
play  the  National  AmhPmn  °P-^°'''^^^'i  and  made  it 
slightest  idea  how  to  do  ?^'  ''  ''""^  '^^'  ^  ^«^«  "ot  the 

wh,ch  no  doubt  you  think  a  goc^  joke  "'"^  "'^  '°'"^^°^' 

.       My  dear  fellow,"  I  interrunt^    ";c  : 

■ma^me  old  Basil  deceiviirgTnTonl? »  "  "  P°^^""«  "^ 

deceiJr'LmTelf  fro^S  ye^afed  /'^fr  ^  .*^«*    •>« 

"I   think,"  said  B^in'^    "thf.l?*^*°'''"?" 
business  and  th7t  we  S  hoth  ^     ^'^'u  ^"  ""''^'X 
I  will  have  no  IrTto  do  w-th  h  ""ald^L^H^  "^'^^ 
to    his    cabin,    probably    to    sav    ™  ^^'^^'^ 

prayers.  -^  ^^^^    so"'^    appropriate 

difficul,,  pe  JSSey  »1™  if '  whthVd".  t* 

-row  a„T^re„ts.r.w„i  orpi^?:?^j,s 


'^1 


^«         When  the  World  Shook 

Will  the  Doctor  look  ?  "  MJd  Jacobsen      "  PArh=„= 
the  smnts  have  told  him  somethini/'  ^"^^^ 

«..s^,,,don.,  you  .|„y  ai,.,,  wMik^Slf";: 
Arbuthnot."  **  "^^P'^-    ^"7  again,  Mr. 


The  Cyclone 


read  the  answer  aIoud-"To  A,  B  the^  and  B  fhe  C 
Uie  most  remarkable  things  will  happen  hat  havihaS 
P«"ed  to  men  luing  in  the  world."  ^ 

the/eI?At-Tsa"id":^i^S  ''^  ^^^^  »-*" 

/ollfc»;^ 

h.s  eyes  begm  to  start  from  his  head.    Then  suddenly 

J^S'    mf^rh'"  P'^'^'l  ^^''^'^  '^^  thrust TntoS 
pocKet.    Liftmg  his  great  fist  he  uttered  some  Dani<!h 

ragm^ms"'SteVSl,'"r  '""^i'^^^  'he  Shette'  5 
iiagmenis,   alter  which    he  strode  awav    leavinrr  mo 

astonished  and  somewhat  disturbed.     \V^'en  I  mefhh^ 

"Oh  ,"r'"^Jl  "^''?^,^''"  ^•'^^^  was  on  the  p?pJr 

Oh!      he  said  quietly,  "something  I  should  nrt 

Ike  you  too-proper  English  gentlemens  to  see     &,m^ 

thmg  not  nice.    You  understand.    Tho^^oirite  n^ 

always  good;  they  do  that  kind  of  thin?  Simes 

That  s  why  I  broke  up  this  planchette."  ^  '^'^^'^''s- 

the  maner'lnder  *°  *'"  °'  "'"^''^'"^^  ^'^  -<J  *"« 

nt.tL^i"'.!!'''  ''V*  ^'*^  *''^*'  principally  with  a  view  to 
putting  themselves  m  a  position  to  confute  each  other 

and  S  '"'  ^^'^  ''^"""^  ^1°""  Marseilles  boThslStin 
and  Bickley  spent  a   number  of  hours  each   daf   " 

Sr%fhi^  ""^  the  language  of  the  sJuth^Sea 
S  to  w-  v?"=r?/  V"**  °^  f  ""petition  between  them 
^thnLiT  ''.•^°"'^  learn  the  most.  Now  Bastin, 
although  simple  and  even  stupid  in  some  ways  was  a 
good  scholar,  and  as  I  knew'^at  college,  had  qu^te  a 
S%,?rl^'^"'""«  languages  in  which'he  had  tLken 
nigh   marks   at   examinations.    Bickley,    too.   was  an 

SSSv"""h^  "^'"  P"''-""  ^-''h  «"  ex^c^lffmemo^ 
especially  when  he  was  on  his  mettle.  The  resUlt  wis 

JtoSn     °  I-  ^^f  '^?^.^^  ^  South  Sea  island  they  h^ 
a  good  working  knowledge  of  the  local  tongues. 


i! 


50        When  the  World  Shook 

;narvenous  sculptures  th^flJe'stp^t^d  trKe  ?!,£ 


The  Cyclone 


ofapre-historicrace     In  tmth  u 

plan  except  to  goJeZ'h^°^^''"'^^^'^<^'^oBxtd 

might  take  us.    Chance    r™  *^"^""'stance  and  chance 

missionaries,  each  of  them  ^***°"'   '''^   ^o^k  of  the 
conclusions  f rom  the°Lme  ™  t  oS^.'^T '^  °ZP<^^ 
we  steamed  to  Samoa  and  ^l     admitted  facts.  Thence 
Apia,  where  we  pToTufed  ^  °"' *,*%".?^'^«s  ^'hore  at 
long  enough  in  tS'sh^L^^^^-    ■^'^  ^^'^  "ot  stay 
ever,   because  per^s^^J^riZTT'^  *^^'"'  ^ow^ 
from  certain  familiar  signs  that  on^".  ^'^  ^"^ed  us 
ranes  with  which  they  are  «fflj^r!,°^  ^^^  *«'""ble  hurri- 
shortly  and  that  we  should  rfn^'^',.'^^^  ^"«  ^  arrive 
beyond  its  reach.    So  havfne  coSl  *°  J?"'  ^^'^^'^es 
tfeparted  in  a  hurry  ^  '^"^'^^  »nd  watered  we 

n.osVCie'4r^,^J  SStV'  ''^^  "«  -■*  the 
fo  ffopd  indeed  that  never  on  o'.*  "*"«.'•  °^  ^«ther. 
left  Marseilles,  had  we  been  «?Kr  ^°^''^'°"  since  we 
on  the  table.  Whh  «,e  snn.rcr  '^^'^  P  P"'  the  fiddly 
Astley,  when  I  alluded  to^h!  "'°?  °^  ^  ^"o""  CapSfn 
s?ymg  that  douK  wl  sh  1  iTn^'  f^°°^  '"■^S 
since  "luck  never  goes  afl  the  »«  K*^  I"""  ''  '«ter  on, 
reported  to  be  abofr  "^  """^    «"d  cyclones  were 

wasXoieTeTtS;  tK!f;;h";r«  ^J-^  °^  Apia,  ft 
to  be  in  his  cabin  unwell  from  so^ef^^'^V"  '"'"ewd 
,  was  missing.    The  ouestinn  J  "'^'''.^"fi^  ^^  had  eaten 
put  back  to  find  hfm^as  ie  surotJ'^K*''^^  ^^  shou"d 
I  a  .trip  inland  and  met  wilh  «„  „W  *''«t  he  had  made 
I  wise  delayed.     I  was  in  favour  o?h'"*'  "'  ^""^  "ther- 
«Ptain,   thinking  of  the  tCL°   '^?"l^  ^  though  the 
h.s  head  and  said  that  Jacobsenw^^^^  ''""''="."^'   ^^ook 
,  "?'Rht  iust  as  well  have  gone  oTfrK  ^"f^*- ^e"ow  who 
else,  if  he  thought  he  h^J"tLZ-^"'^  as  anywhere 
,  f  fond."  calli^p  hL     WhHe  71''''  ?!  ^'""»  '^e  wal 
-Pense  I  hap^^ned  to  g^„t  ^  Z'^ZZ^^l^^ 


;i 


52         When  the  World  Shook 

there,  stuck  in  the  looking-glass,  saw  an  envelope  in  the 
Dane's  handwriting  addressed  to  myself.  On  opening 
it  I  found  another  sealed  letter,  unaddressed,  also  a  note 
that  ran  as  follows : 

"Honoured  Sir, 

"You  will  think  very  badly  of  me  for  leaving  you, 
but  the  enclosed  which  I  implore  you  not  to  open  until 
you  have  seen  the  last  of  the  Star  of  the  South,  will 
explain  my  reason  and  I  hope  clear  my  reputation.  I 
thank  you  again  and  again  for  all  your  kindness  and 
pray  that  the  Spirits  who  rule  the  world  may  bless  and 
preserve  you,  also  the  Doctor  and  Mr.  Bastin." 

This  letter,  which  left  the  fate  of  Jacobsen  quite 
unsolved,  for  it  might  mean  either  that  he  had  deserted 
or  drowned  himself,  I  put  away  with  the  enclosure  in  my 
pocket.  Of  course  there  was  no  obligation  on  me  to 
refrain  from  opening  the  letter,  but  I  shrank  from  doing 
so  both  from  some  Kind  of  sense  of  honour  and,  to  tell 
the  truth,  for  fear  of  what  it  might  contain.  I  felt  that 
this  would  be  disagreeable;  also,  although  there  was 
nothing  to  connect  them  together,  I  bethought  me  of 
the  scene  when  Jacobsen  had  smashed  the  planchette. 

On  my  return  to  the  deck  I  said  nothing  whatsoever 
about  the  discovery  of  the  letter,  but  only  remarked 
that  on  reflection  I  had  changed  my  mind  and  agreed 
with  the  captain  that  it  would  be  unwise  to  attempt  to 
return  in  order  to  look  for  Jacobsen.  So  the  boatswain, 
a  capable  individual  who  had  -»en  better  days,  was 
promoted  to  take  his  watches  and  ./e  went  on  as  before. 
How  curiously  things  come  about  in  the  world  I  For 
nautical  reasons  that  were  explained  to  me,  but  which 
I  will  not  trouble  to  set  down,  if  indeed  I  could  remem- 
ber them,  I  believe  that  if  we  had  returned  to  Apia  we 
should  have  missed  the  great  gale  and  subsequent 
cyclone,  and  with  these  much  else.  But  it  was  not  so 
fated. 

It  was  on  the  fourth  day,  when  we  were  roughly 
seven  hundred  miles  or  more  north  of  Samoa,  that  we 
met  the  edge  of  this  gale  about  sundown.    The  captain 


The  Cyclone 


on.  an^by  efeven  o'cSk^f  i"c'  '""*'  ^j""  '*"«  '^d'" 
do  to  stand  in  the  rJhi^  uT'u"  '""'=''  "  one  could 
freely  over  the  d^^F;,,'!'''"*;  ',*"=  ^"^^  *"»  *«hing 
veered  more  aft  of  us  J ?h«"h '"'y' .^°*T^'  '^'^  *'"* 
a  little  («a^eV  °UX  Jem'^ifj"*^^^^^^^  her  head 
as  a  landlubber)  we  ran  almn«  t^/      H.°'  *^"*  matters 

indeed'Tnd*  theK'warutt«lvT  '"°*'"^  /"^  »'-'' 

n?  glimpse  of  the^suTor  oT  L  "aT i'n'fhe'r.r  ^°' 
night,     Unfortunaf#ilv    ti,-,I  °"  '™  following 

deld.  if  thVre  had  be^'.  I  H  '^  "°  '"°°''  ^'^ible;  in- 
have  helped  us  b«:au'i  fu  Ik-  f"P'^''*^  '^^^  '^  wo"Id 
quite  7eventy.?wo  ho^  °L?^  "^  ^u*"  °^  '^'°"*'»-  ^"o^ 
before  that  LI  The  ii«l/*"  °"  beneath  bare  poles 
riding  the  sels  l/ke  a  duck  'bu.T.'  ^fhaved  splen(^ly, 
Astley  was  erowinVfllar^J  Sir?"''',^'^''  ^^''^  Captain 

c<  ^'plimentarv  to  l?^^m  ^kT^.k^'"''!  ^  ^'^^  something 
#>     »i"'"fniary  to  nim  about  the  conduct  of  thp  ?*/..  Jt^ 

asked  h,m  to  have  a  n,p  of  whisky  to  warm  him  up.  and 


54         When  the  World  Shook 

r?.m  h^if  '.^''Jr  »»tHe  and,  to  my  ararm,  poured  out 

HilulL^"  '"'"'''^'  *>'  »P'"''  *'"«^''  he  swafiowed  on- 
diluted  in  two  or  three  gulps. 

"That's  better l"  he  said  with  a  hoarse  laujrh.  "But 
man,  what  is  it  vou  are  saying  about  having  run  o-'  of 
thewmd?    Look  at  the  glass!"  * 

.t«w„  ^'''l'  **J**  ^^"'"'  "*"<*  't  Is  wonderfully 
^n  ^"  ft^^^  29  degrees  or  a  little  over,  which  it  has 
been  for  the  last  three  days." 

answil-ed  •"^^'^^  laughed  in  a  mirthless  fashion,  as  he 

»nJ2'''J''^'  L'''"*^'  Thrt's  the  passengers'  glass.  I 
^„,  K-  /  ?te*ard  to  put  it  out  of  gear  so  that  you  might 

hVr^J"^^^'"''"^  'A  '"  ^"  °''*  '"''^-  Look  at  this,"  and 
he  produced  one  of     .portable  variety  out  of  his  ^cktt 

^•crl  '05'*ef^""J  't  stood  somewhere  between  a? 
degrees  and  28  degrees.  ' 

"That's  the  lowest  glass  I  ever  saw  in  the  Polynesian 
or  any  other  other  seas  during  thirty  years  I°?St 
too,  for  I  have  tested  it  by  three  othefs,'^'  he  said.      ^    ' 

"Wi!  i°^^  "  r^"?"J  asked  rather  anxiously. 

"That  cur.S'nf^^  u"*"  °^*'"'  ^°"'  ^'^'"^•"  ^*  '■'Piied. 
Jutl  ^K  I-  "«  ''"^^  '^  **s  coming  and  that's  why 
he  left  the  ship.    P.ay  as  you  never  prayed  before  "3 

bfttle  ^uI'Vl^"^  TJ'  hand  tSwiS,  the  whisk? 
bottle.    But  I  stepped  between  him  and  it,  shaking  my 

th^ihil  ""tk"  ^l  't''"«^'"'^  ^°^  *he  third  time  anf  ffi 
tt!«  ''  "•    ^H?"«^  ^'^^  him  once  or  twice  afterward^ 
these  were  really  the  last  words  of  intelligible  conveJ^' 
tion  that  I  ever  had  with  Captain  Astley.  '=°"^'="»- 

It  seems  that  we  are  in  some  danger,"  said  Bastin 
m  an  unmoved  kind  of  way.  "I  thinf  that  was  aS 
Klea  of  the  captain's,  to  put  up  a  petition,  I  mean^ 
^  Bickley  will  scarcely  care  to  join  in  it  w^l  go  into 
the  cabin  and  do  so  myself."  *^ 

Bickley  snorted,  then  said : 

"Confound  that  captain  I    Why  did  he  olav  such  n 

rJfLT"K'i\**'°"J  .*''•'  barometer?     Humphrey    I 
believe  he  had  been  drinking."  umpnrrj ,    j 


The  Cyclone 


"So  do  I  »  1  .A    I    .  •  ~  ^' 

"Otherwi*.,  ^f,e    ukfnJ'l^ol"/"'  "*'  ^^''^y  Motile. 

on  »rwtt\^"s'hSS  "Jf'  -»  ^''-'^  ^o 
a  breath  o  wind  was  stlrS  anf '  ^°  T  '^"'-  >^« 
0  be  settling  down  a  S  Af  T'^?  '*'*'  «^  seamed 
from  the  motion,  for  we  coulH  n  » ''^*''  ^  *<=  Judged 
sky;  everything  was  as  bkr J  o  °  ^^'^  ^'^^"  it  or  the 
sapors   howeve^Tnga'd  in  ri' <?""'•    ^^^  ^eard  the 

and  .  t,  and  battenfnf  down  fh^e  L^k*''  '°P"  ^""-^ 
tarp-  .Iins  by  the  liahf  ^t  i       ^  hatches  with  extra 

putting  ropes^oundfh    S^ats"and"H  •  ""^^  »'"^'  ""' 
'he  spa.s  and  topmasts!  '^  ''°'"8^  something  to 

^nlsffS^d^SLJ'^'r^''    -'    "-ing.    I    3uppose. 

't  came  a  hissinKunS  fnH  ''51'k^''  •'^'^  f'"*""-  W  S 
no  wind,  the  rigling  Seean  1"'"'°"8^''  '^«^«  was  st  11 
V-'""?  in  pain^A  f  if l^o  nf '"°^"  "^y^^iously  l^e 
J^es  into  mj.  pipe  Jlf/^^P  ?/-«/"  also  fell  fro^  .^e 
sailors  cr.ed  m  a  hoarse  voice'  ^''*"  «"«  of  the 

out  to^2a'r  "  ''''°"'  ^°^"-".  ""less  you  want  to  .o 
:: Why?"  inquired  B,3tin. 

Coding  .3  thoS^.£--s^.a.:^-^;Sis;"- 


I  '. 


56         When  the  World  Shook 

Bastin  seemed  inclined  to  remonstrate  at  this  sort  of 
language,  but  we  pushed  him  down  the  companion  and 
followed,  propelhng  the  spaniel  Tommy  in  front  of  us. 
iNext  moment  I  heard  the  sailors  battening  the  hatch 
with  hurried  blows,  and  when  this  was  done  to  their 
satisfaction,  heard  their  feet  also  as  they  ran  into  shelter 
Another  instant  and  we  were  all  lying  in  a  heap  on 
tne  cabin  floor  with  poor  Tommy  on  top  of  us.    The 
cyclone  had  struck  the  ship  I    Above  the  wash  of  water 
and  the  screaming  of  the  gale  we  heard  other  mysterious 
sounds,  which  doubtless  were  caused  by  the  yards  hittine 
the  seas,  for  the  yacht  was  lying  on  her  side.    I  thought 
that  all  was  over,  but  presently  there  came  a  rendine 
crashmg  noise.    The  masts,  or  one  of  them,  had  gone 
and  by  degrees  we  righted. 

that'?"    *"  *^'"^ ' "  ^^'''  ^''^'''^y-  "^°°^  heavens,  what's 
I  listened,  for  the  electric  light  had  temporarily  gone 
out,  owing,  I  suppose,  to  the  dynamo  having  stopped 
for  a  moment.    A  most  unholy  and  hollow  sound  was 
rising  from  the  cabin  floor.    It  might  have  been  caused 
by  a  bullock  with  its  windpipe  cut,  trying  to  get  its 
breath  and  groaning.    Then  the  light  cai^e  on  again 
and  we  saw  ^Bastin  lying  at  full  length  on  the  carpw. 
He  s  broken  his  neck  or  something,"  I  said. 
Bickley  crept  to  him  and  having  looked,  sang  out : 
It  s  all  right  I     He's  only  sea-sick.     I  thought  it 
would  come  to  that  if  he  drank  so  much  tea." 
Sea-sick,"  I  said  faintly— "sea-sick?" 
'That's  all,"  said   Bickley.     "The  nerves  of  the 
stomach  acting  on  the  brain  or  vice-versa— that  is.  if 
Bastin  has  a  brain,"  he  added  sotto  voce. 

that^Pwe're  f^d  I "'  *''  ''"'''''''  '='*^^«"-    "'  -'^^ 
"Don't  trouble  about  that,"  answered  Bicklev     "I 

SV"  "  ^°"  ""'"  ^^'    "^'^'  ^"""^  ^°'"''  ^^'^^'  5'°" 
Bastin  sat  up  and  obeyed,  out  of  the  bottle,  for  it 
was  impossible  to  pour  anything  into  a  glass,  with 
results  toe  dreadful  to  narrate.  ^ 


The  Cyclone 

^bii^;'^^;^!^  trick,"  he  said 


57 
..-  voice,  glowering  aVBTckle"y  ^^'^  P^^^ntly,  in  a 

-%  weTh'^gtS^^^^^^^^^^  begun 

w?^got  him  intfhis  cabin  Itv?'"^  '°.'''"-    ^omeC 
and  as  he  could  drini   n^.K^    ^  °P*"^^  off  the  saloon 
to  inject  morphia  or^S°',h'Cfhe'?°''''  ^'"^'^y  "^^^"^ 

think}U^Vbowoffh^vessel'wfi"'^\°•■'''"^•  «"d  I 
seas  for  instead  of  rolW  wf  d  trhp/"*  ^^\^  °"  'o  the 
stood  first  upon  one  end  and  fh.n  ^'  "■■  J'"^^'"  'be  ship 
continued  for  a  while  umirthlfi  "?.°"  '^^  o'ber.  This 
had  gone  by.  rEen  suddenlv  th^  '■  °^  '^^  '^y'='°"« 
suppose  that  they  had  broken  W^n.  k"^',"^*  stopped;  I 
and  we  seemed  to  veer  about  n1'  ^"' '  P^^' ^^^rned, 
process,  and  to  run  before  the  hLrrf.'^  ^'"'''"?  '"  the 
Bick/eyl^^"^-  where   wVt'"--- -""/^^^^^^ 

-Plied^ira  moiteS^;,SThtTH^''"^^'-- ■'  "e 
him  use,  adding .-  "hood-hvJ^i^u  '  ^^'^  often  heard 
riends,  havenn  we,  ^twrhsUnd^-^^' ""^ ''"^^ ''^«"  »*«' 
I  only  w  sh  that  I  could  tfikth'ff'  "^  P^""«""«- 
m  Bastm's  views.  But  I  can"t  lrL^^'%  f^  anything 
for  us  poor  creatures ! "  '  ^  ''^"  *'    ^^  «  good  night 


CHAPTER    VI 


LAND 

At  last  the  electric  light  really  went  out.  I  had  looked 
at  my  watch  just  before  this  happened  and  wound  it  up, 
which,  Bickley  remarked,  was  superfluous  and  a  waste 
of  energy.  It  then  marked  3.20  in  the  morning.  We  had 
wedged  Bastin,  who  was  now  snoring  comfortably,  into 
his  berth,  with  pillows,  and  managed  to  tie  a  cord  over 
him— no.  It  was  a  large  bath  towel,  fixing  one  end  of  it 
to  the  little  rack  over  his  bed  and  the  other  to  its  f^'ame- 
work.  As  for  ourselves,  we  lay  down  on  the  floor  be- 
tween the  table  legs,  which,  of  course,  were  screwed,  and 
the  settee,  protecting  ourselves  as  best  we  were  able  by 
help  of  the  cushions,  etc.,  between  two  of  which  we 
thrust  the  terrified  Tommy  who  had  been  sliding  up  and 
down  the  cabin  floor.  Thus  we  remained,  expectine 
death  every  moment  till  the  light  of  day,  a  very  dim 
light,  struggling  through  a  port-hole  of  which  the  iron 
cover  had  somehow  been  wrenched  off.  Or  perhaos  it 
was  never  shut,  I  do  not  remember. 

About  this  time  there  came  a  lull  in  the  hellish, 
howling  hurricane;  the  fact  being,  I  suppose,  that  we 
had  reached  the  centre  of  the  cyclone.  I  sugeested  that 
we  should  try  to  go  on  deck  and  see  what  was  happening. 
So  we  started,  only  to  find  the  entrance  to  the  companion 
so  faithfully  secured  that  we  could  not  by  any 
means  get  out.  We  knocked  and  shouted,  but  iio  one 
answered.  My  belief  is  that  at  this  time  everyone  on 
drow^nS*  ^""^^^^  ourselves  had  been  washed  away  and 

Then  we  returned  to  the  saloon,  which,  except  for  a 
httle  water  trickling  about  the  floor,  was  marvellously 
dry,  and,  being  hungry,  retrieved  some  bits  of  food  and 

.■58 


Land  , 

SSeXn^o'SL^a^ln'l;^^  H^'^  -^--t  the 
seemed  to  us,  from  anothef dLcHn^  '^^\T''  ^""^  '^ 
our  poor  derelict  barque  It  bfe^anCliSt^'  '*  ^P'^" 
I  grew  utterly  weary  and  evpn  io„  J^  "'  ^°'  "^^  Pat 
end.  If  m/  view7  were  nm  ^?^»'*'  u  ""^  '"e/itable 
certainly  they  werl  noTtho  Jnf  5"  u?  "'<'?^  "^  B«tin, 
from  my  youth  uo  that  t^-^'"'-^^.*-  ^  *»«<»  believed 
ego.  so Vspeak^does  not  Hi",  "k'^"^ v7  °^  "'^"'  the 
his  poor  body,  and  this  faitSHiw''""  T  ^°^  °"'  "^ 
Therefore,  I  wished  tJ  have  i^o^r  a"„°H  f^""  T  'h^"' 
might  be  upon  the  other  side  '^'■"  '^''**  *here 

the  Sind°but  BickCdid  "m"'  ''^'^"^^  «^  »^«  fowling  of 
thin^  to'  the  effect%£  lT^rl°  ='^°"*  '^  >"«  ^o^e! 
opinTon,  make  an  end  of  the  r  ^.it^T  .'^°"''^.'    '"   ^is 
years,  which,  he  added,  was  a  n^Jv     ?'"„^^T7'*'''"  **° 
not    caring    twopence    wh^.f  ^h^"    ^  "folded  my  head, 
partners  oftheir  bushiest      'J^PP'"^    *°    Bickley's 
anything  else     Whin  d'^^t  *°  ""^  °*"  Property,  or  to 
not  think  much  Xch  th  L' k'  ''""^  l"°«  °^  "«  do 
how  small  they  are      InHpin^f  ^^^^""^  *hen  we  realise 
within  a  few  minu  es  or  hou^s    T'  ,T"^\""^  ^^ether 
Natalie  again,  and  if  ?his  we^  fh«  "'^  °'  ^'j.*?"'*^  "°t  see 
seemed  to^eckon  me  in'th^d^eam       '°  "'"'^'^  ^'^^  ^^'^ 

we  °hea^^  Sds  "f^om '  B^^S  t"b^ ''"  *'h^  f  «">-" 
reminded  me  of  some  t.m«  ?  *^^'""  *hich  faintly 
listened.  EvidenU^  he  h.H  .  \"^^1  ^°  '^e  door  and 
or  trying  to  W  L^nn.t     ^''^"^  ^"'^  *«s  singing 

poin\'?For  thole  "pTrif on  th'e  S  »"d°'  ''1  4."^ 
wish  that  it  mipht  he  h^r^     d  .    Pevoutly  did  I 

suppose  he  w^ert^sleep^alain'^'''""'^  "  '"^'^'  «>  ' 

somlthintSlf tp'e'ned""  Th"-  '^''^"  °^  ^  -^'^^n 
noises  of\  kind  had  S  heird -V"'  stupendous 
sions.  It  seemed  tn  T.c  *h^..u[-  '  *"^'*  '^c™  convul- 
into  the  airirnrd^2t7r';f^P  was  flung  right  up 

Ali;«''^''u'  ^  "P^"^*'"  shouted  Bicklev 

Almost  as  he  spoke  she  came  downS  the  most 


■1 


r 


],  i 


60         When  the  World  Shook 

app^ling  crash  on  to  something  hard  and  nearly  jarred 
the  senses  out  of  us.     Next  the  saloon  was  whi'lins 

I  li»J  ^'°-?^'"^  "P°"  "^-  T'^en  our  senses  left  us.  As 
1  Clasped  lommy  to  my  side,  whimpering  and  lickine 
my  face,  my  last  thought  was  that  all  was  over,  andthat 
presently  I  should  learn  everything  or  nothing 

cmJ.J^^u':  rPK^^^''"%  ^^ry  bruised  and  sore  and  per- 
ceived  hat  light  was  flowing  into  the  saloon.    The  d(X)r 

7^  fh'i  '''"'•  ^"'  •^^^f.  ^^"  wrenched^ff  its  S?ng^' 

SiS  ,m  fh  '^'^  K^u'"^'  J^^eed  aud  splintered,  were 
fmn^^t!  "P  through  the  carpet.  The  table  had  broken 
from  Its  fastenmgs  and  lay  upon  its  side.  Everything 
else  was  one  confusion.  I  look^at  Bickley.  AppSf 
he  had  not  awakened.  He  was  stretched  out  still  wedce^ 
m  with  h,s  cushions  and  bleeding  from  a  wound  in  ht 

dead'  Ir^'  u  •"!!!••"  '"'°'  anilistened.  He  wa^  no? 
dead,  for  hi,  breathmg  was  regular  and  natural.  The 
whiskv  bottle  which  had  been  corked  was  uponThe  floor 
Z  ?ilr>  ^?''  ^''°Ht  «  third  full.  I  took  a  food  puK 
«ie  spirit;  to  me  it  tasted  like  nectar  from  the  eods 
Then  I  tned  to  force  some  down  Bickley'T  thrLt  bui 
could  not,  so  I  poured  a  litde  upon  the  cut  on  W^head 
1  he  smart  of  it  woke  him  in  a  hVrry.  ^*'- 

Where  are  we  now?"  he  exclaimed.  You  don't 
mean  to  tell  me  that  Bastin  is  right  after  ^11  and  "ha°we 
SgnS;."^'"'"''"''^^'   Oh! I  could  never  bJarS 

",il^  '^°u^  ^"°^.  "^°"t  living  somewhere  else,"  I  said 
although  my  opinions  on  that  matter  differ  ir^  yZl' 
But  I  do  know  that  you  and  I  are  still  on  earth  in  what 
remams  of  the  saloon  of  the  Star  of  the  South" 

I  hank  God  for  that !  Let's  go  and  look  for  oW 
Bastin,"  said  Bickley.    "I  do  pra/that  het\i°rigK 

"It  is  most  illogical  of  you,  Bickley,  and  indeed 
rffi  e^oanecl  a  ^cep  voice  from  the  other  s"de  of  ^e 
cabin  door,  "to  thank  a  God  in  Whom  you  do  not  be! 


Land  6j 

in  prayer."  *  servants  when  you  have  no  faith 

B^J.°V^"^'  "7  ^"«''^'"  I  said- 

nobly,  someth  ne  like  a  2a^o  i^       ^^'^  «'°od  the  strain 
was  Bastin  mosf  of  whn«T  S^P™^"'  over  a  linen  line, 

with  his  /ngers  ^''^  ^  '="'^°'y  examination 

all  ;;S""^  ''''''''''"  "^^  -id  triumphantly.     "He's 

be  kind  enough  to  untfe  me  '  ^      P''  ^°"  ""^"'^ 

is  -SiL;t'eS^'^^Kihir'r\*'i^•"^-  --^ 

handed  him^heremains''o?th:';:'h'U';:"'^  ^"^'    ^"^  »•«= 

thingTouHSra  mtre^^fne'f^^Cr"'"^^  -"- 
"one  of  the  Pauline  iniunlZ^a  ,     stomach's  sake, 

he  was  much  more  cSuITh  ^°"  ^1°"^'    ^^^"  '^hich 

found  some  more  Sl^he  bi  Jut^^In'^^r'' f ''^"^  ^"d 

which  we  filled  ourselvLs  afS  Sshion  °"^''  ^°°^  ^''^ 

suppL^^ht^ht^s'^o^h^eTk^^"^?;:-'^^  «--,  "I 
after  all  reached  the  haven  whirf  we%S'"be  »'  '^"^ 
the'SL'n^  ffilih'liras'^ir  ^^'^^-wards 
wrenched  off  its  hKs  h^  Ll  L^"^Z  ^^'^  ''«'" 
wider  than  when  I  ob^^rVed  t  ff  AIs!,°T ""'  °P^\^ 
was  recovering  his  spirits.  utterSa  se^SoHoT/;.:?" 
It  .s  a  most  curious  thing,"  he  wint  on.  -^a^dT^^ 


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l^/Zf  •  ^  """f'^Vng  from  hallucinations,  but  I  could 
swear  that  just  now  I  saw  looking  through  that  dooVthP 

^VZ^'^^'f  y°"!!^  *'^^"  cIothe^Ta  few  flowSs 
and   H&us  tAl'^"^  photograph  in  that  abomS  e 

tXesS^cuTvoJa^e ."""   '"^'""'^  ''''  ^^^  <>'  °- 

"Indeed !  "  replied  Bickley.    "Well,  so  Ion?  as  sh^ 

has  notgot  on  the  broken-down  stays  and^hesfl^tSn 

Anny  bonnet  without  a  crown,  which  you  may  reme° - 

fraternkvTnm'"  ''^f^''  ^""''"  '"'°  '^e  hand^s  ofTo"r 
traternity,  I  am  sure  /  do  not  mind.    In  fact  I  should  he 
delighted  to  see  anything  so  pleasant." 
ar«^*  (       moment  a  distinct  sound  of  female  titterinc- 
arose    from    beyond   the   door.     Tommy   barked   and 

to  be  me^        L  ^k"'  "!f"  ^'■^  ^°'"^"  there  are  sure 
to  be  men.    Let  us  be  ready  against  accidents." 

so  we  armod  ourselves  with  pistols,  that  is  Birkl^v 
and  I  did,  Bastin  bein^  fortified  LlelywiJh  a  BibS^ 
tri  J  ^  r  ^'^^a""^  a  remarkable  and  dilaSted 
tr  o,  and  dragged  the  door  wide.  Instantly  there  w^Ia 
scurry  and  we  caught  sight  of  women's  forms  welrine 

sand  towards  groups  of  men  armed  with  odd-looking 
clubs,  sonie  of  which  were  fashioned  To  thrshaSs  of 
S^tH*'  "P"*''-.  "^^  '"«''«  «"  impression  I  Sred  two 
«5h  l^'^*"  "7  !;r^°'^'^'  '"'°  '''^  «i^  whereupon  lx,th  men 

«W  R.vJ  ^°"  *  ^em  to  be  accustomed  to  white  people  " 

f.^n     K^  7-      ^?  '*.  P"^'**'*  that  we  have  found  a  shore 
upon  which  no  missionary  has  set  a  foot  ?  " 

r  nm  fc'?i:"  ^'"^  ^^^*'."'  "*^^'"&  that  unworthy  as 
gr^"  opportunities  for  me  would  be  very 

We  stood  still  and  looked  about  us.    This  was  what 
we  ^w     All  the  after  part  of  the  ship  from  fomard  of 

o5'it  l!f  h^^H*^  ^^'^''^"^  "!'"'y'  ^here  waTnot  a  face 
of  it;  she  had  as  it  were  been  cut  in  two.  More  we 
were  some  considerable  distance  from  the  sea  wWch'wII 
st.ll  ragmg  over  a  quarter  of  a  mile  away  wherLgr^^ 


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covered  with  earth  a^dteffetatin?P"^"'^.°^  '"^'^  but 
in  which  the  prow  of  th^E  w^'  l^^^.^f^'nst  thiscliflF, 
remained  of  her  had  ri?mi »  ^  ^  ''"/'«'*«  «*>«.  <>«•  wha 
"You  see  wC  h^Tann.TH"^^°'t.'''''«^'t''ne. 

tidal  wave  has  «^r/ied^s  ud&,'  h^  ^'^-     "^  ^eat 
"That's    i>  »    1    I  •    "P  "®'^  o"d  retreated." 

d^bri?.1n'dhepS:^to^o?fun^^^''^^^^^  '^^   the 
seaweed  piled  into  helps  wh  ch  ^iU  S""'!. ''"*'''*  «"<* 

vaguil^"It"isT;ue^"hT[^^^^^^^^  looking  about  him 
they  a/e  drowned  no  doibt^t  is  h^^  ^"^  °l  *•''*'"'  ''"t  ^^ 
usefulness  in  this  worS  had  ende'd*^' ""^  ''^'^  P"'°^  °^ 

being^^'n^il^sS^aToid^rurl^SatullIt^''  '  ^-^^^d. 

ran  diagonally  u7the"deoTn  r^^^l'-l *  ^^'^  ^^ich 
more  than  fifty  o?  sixty  ft^t  in  hilr^"^^  "^^^  "°*he« 
once  formed  the  shore  of  thii,  i^''*'  ^"'^  Possibly  had 
lake.  Up  thi^  path  we  went  Si  "'-P^'^^P^  that  of  a 
many  human  feet  an^  r«!.K-'  ^°"°^'nfi:  the  tracks  of 
look^  about  us?baskinJ«  r^^-^  "."t  «f  the  cliff, 
morning  sun,  for  the  skv  171^"^  f  '"  9"^  beautiful 
with  thit  last  awfu  effort  whf.h  T  f ''^^^"^  ^'°"^s  and 
cyclone  had  passed  away'  "^  **^''™>'«*  °"'  ^^ip,  the 

streSf  TioTZir  wherS'"  T^°""  "i"'^'^  '«"  *  "ttle 
we  following  WsMamoTeT^  7^°"'^l  ^'^"'^  &'«edily, 

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which  towered  many  palms,  rather  ragged  now  because 
of  the  lashing  of  the  gale.  Looking  inland  we  perceived 
that  the  ground  sloped  gently  downwards  ending  at  a 
distance  of  some  miles  in  a  large  lake.  Far  out  in  this 
lake  something  like  the  top  of  a  mounuin  of  a  brown 
colour  rose  above  the  water,  and  on  the  edge  o'  it  was 
what  from  that  distance  appeared  to  be  a  tumbled  ruin. 
"This  is  all  very  interesting,"  I  said  to  Bickley. 
"  What  do  you  make  of  it  ?  " 

"  I  don't  (juite  know.    At  first  sight  I  should  say  that 
we  are  standmg  on  the  lip  of  a  crater  of  some  vast  ex- 
tinct volcano.    Look  how  it  curves  to  north  and  south 
and  at  the  slope  running  down  to  the  lake." 
I  nodded. 

"Lucky  that  the  tidal  wave  did  not  get  over  the 
cliff,"  I  said.  "If  it  had  the  people  here  would  have  all 
been  drowned  out.    I  wonder  where  they  have  gone  ?  " 

As  I  spoke  Bastin  pointed  to  the  edge  of  the  bush 
some  hundreds  of  yards  away,  where  we  perceived  brown 
figures  slipping  about  among  the  trees.  I  suggested 
that  we  should  go  back  to  the  mouth  of  our  path,  so  as 
to  have  a  line  of  retreat  open  in  case  of  necessity,  and 
await  events.  So  we  did  and  there  stood  still.  By  de- 
grees the  brown  figures  emerged  on  to  the  plain  to  the 
number  of  some  hundreds,  and  we  saw  that  they  were 
both  male  and  female.  The  women  were  clothed  in 
nothing  except  flowers  and  a  little  girdle;  the  men  were 
all  armed  with  wooden  weapons  and  also  wore  a  girdle 
but  no  flowers.  The  children,  of  whom  there  were 
many,  were  quite  naked. 

Among  these  people  we  observed  a  tall  person 
clothed  in  what  seemed  to  be  a  magnificent  feather  cloak, 
and,  walking  around  and  about  him,  a  number  of  gro- 
tesque forms  adorned  with  hideous  masks  and  basket- 
like head-dresses  that  were  surmounted  by  plumes. 

"The  king  or  chief  and  his  priests  or  medicine-men  I 
This  is  splendid,"  said  Bickley  triumphantly. 

Bastin  also  contemplated  them  with  enthusiasm  as 
raw  material  upon  which  he  hoped  to  get  to  work. 
By  degrees  and  very  cautiously  they  approached  us. 


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To  our  joy,  we  perceived  that  behind  them  walked 
several  young  women  who  bore  wooden  trays  of  food  or 
fruit. 

"That  looks  well,"  I  said.  "They  would  not  make 
offerings  unless  they  were  friendly." 

"The  food  may  be  poisoned,"  remarked  Bickley 
suspiciously.  '' 

The  crowd  advanced,  we  standing  quite  still  looking 
as  dignified  as  we  could,  I  as  the  tallest,  in  the  middle 
with  Tommy  sitting  at  my  feet.  When  they  were  about 
five  and  twenty  yards  away,  however,  that  wretched 
little  dog  cauffht  sight  of  the  masked  priests.  He 
growled  and  then  rushed  at  them  barking,  his  long 
black  ears  flapping  as  he  went. 

The  effect  was  instantaneous.  One  and  all  they 
turned  and  fled  precipitately,  who  evidently  had  never 
before  seen  a  dog  and  looked  upon  it  as  a  deadly 
creature.  Yes,  even  the  tall  chief  and  his  masked 
medicine-men  fled  like  hares  pursued  by  Tommy  who  bit 
one  of  them  in  the  leg,  evoking  a  terrific  howl.  I  called 
him  back  and  took  him  into  my  arms.  Seeing  that  he 
was  safe  for  a  while  the  crowd  re-formed  and  once  aeain 
advanced.  " 

As  they  came  we  noted  that  they  were  a  wonderfully 
handsome  people,  tall  and  straight  with  regularly  shaped 
features  and  nothing  of  the  negro  about  them.  Some  of 
the  young  women  might  even  be  called  beautiful,  though 
those  who  were  elderly  had  become  corpulent.  1^ 
feather-clothed  chief,  however,  was  much  disfigured  by 
a  huge  growth  with  a  narrow  stalk  to  it  that  hung  from 
his  neck  and  rested  on  his  shoulder. 

•J' n"  h^^'^  '''**  °^  ^''"  ^fore  he  is  a  week  older," 
said  Bickley  surveying  this  deformity  with  great  pro- 
fessional interest.  »         t- 

On  they  came,  the  girls  with  the  platters  walkine 
ahead.  On  one  of  these  were  what  looked  like  joints  of 
baked  pork,  on  another  some  plantains  and  pear- 
shaped  fruits.  They  knelt  down  and  offered  these  to  us. 
We  contemplated  them  for  a  while.  Then  Bickley  shook 
his  head  and  began  to  rub  his  stomach  with  appropriate 


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66         When  the  World  Shook 

fo"!h?yT;th?S  'a7  *"*  1"ick.ni„ded  enough 
portions  of  the  fa,5  afha^rH  -'!f'  .*''2  '°^''  ''°'n  '»«"' 

"Orofena."        ""oerstood  him  and  answered: 

is,an|n^/ae?^^^i!'-^'  °'  «  '''"  ^"  - 
The  n°n!n/°"'  ^^'^ '  "  ""^^^  B«tin  again. 

who  fights."  ^  *^''"^^  answerecf,   "Oro.     He 

«"t"J^!I'"-'^°''*^^'  ^"^'"  said  Bickley. 
same'sllw  fEj.°"  '  *"""  °"^'"  ^^'^  ^^tin  in  the 

Thinking  that  he  referred  to  himself  thes,.  Mu 
of  Nature  contemplated  his  flnrrniTr/  ^  children 
and  shook  their  heads  Then  ?of  he  J'L™,.d°"btfully 
the  men  who  was  wearine  a  malk  «nH  ,  "•  .*'""'  *»"*'  ^^ 
his  head,  spoke  in  a  hollfw%rce  L"ying""'''  "*'«  °" 
"you  try  Oro  will  eat  you  up."^  ^ " 

Basti"aKb;Siu?'othr  "^^'-"^  -e.     "Old 

him  and  call  th^  Oro's  "  """  ^'^^ ''"'  *«'^''  ''«<> 

Another  pause,  after  which  the  man   in  a  feather 


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si^S.rSg/s'ai/™*^'  °"  "'■»  "^^'^  that  a  servant  wa, 

nevi'/seTn  STke' A* ,3^"^  "J  Oro.-..  We  have 
brought  you  here  a^d  ^fth  vou  ^h^-fi  ""•  ^oat 
SSp-'-I.  or  evil  ,p.u\ffi  tie^^no^'  iS 

"^kelm'l"^  -"^  ^^  -  -  re"  "*  "-J"^'-    ^ 
„  Xhe  gods  of  the  wind  and  the  sea  » 

such  Sir""-'"  ^i-uIated'^B^^n,  -,,,,,  „,  „^ 

"Shut  up,"   I   «aiH     ",.,_ 

Which  he  replied  .'  *""**  "^^  similes  here,"  to 

,    ''Rememii'/rpiuL'indTP.^'  'T.'V''  '"^  ^^"'h." 

"OurXroTtciS  us^'an  rbo?.~"""^'"  ^'^  ^ar^ma. 
we  wish  that  you  would  rnm«'  ^°"  *  "oo"  ago.    But 
washed  awayC  ^7  ™    '"°''  ^""^' ««  ^^^  "«"'y 
After  lookinif  at  me  fiickley  replied  • 

we  ha^vHpl'S'/o^i.^''-'^  ^-  "^  ^^- in  our  kindness 
^^.  What  do  you   come   to  do?"   i„q„i,ed   Marama 

^nsteZ:"""  "■''"^'  ^°"""'«  ^^  consulting  me  Bickley 

off  'y^J  neTaSl  mle^lTauSul  ^  --"'  '^P) 

and  g.ve  you  many  Jiv^^-^  ^.^^^ta^.J  worsh^^3;ou 


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hands  in  horror.)  "When  will  you  b«gin  to  take  away 
the  lumps?"  /  *  / 

"To-morrow,"  said  Bickley.  "But  learn  that  If  you 
try  to  harm  us  we  will  bring  another  wave  which  will 
drown  all  your  country." 

Nobody  seemed  to  doubt  our  capacities  in  this 
direction,  but  one  inquiring  spirit  in  a  wicker  crate  did 
ask  how  it  came  about  that  if  we  controlled  the  ocean  we 
had  arrived  in  half  a  cance  instead  of  a  whole  one. 

Bickley  replied  to  the  effect  that  it  was  because  the 
gods  always  travelled  in  half-canr  ,  to  show  their  higher 
nature,  which  seemed  to  satisfy  everyc-e.  Then  we 
announced  that  we  had  seen  enouf;h  of  them  for  that  day 
and  would  retire  to  think.  Meanwhile  we  should  be 
obliged  if  they  would  build  us  a  house  and  keep  us 
supplied  with  whatever  food  they  had. 

"Do  the  gods  eat?"  asked  the  sceptic  again. 

"That  fellow  is  a  confounded  radical,"  I  whispered 
to  Bickley.  "Tell  him  that  they  do  when  they  come  to 
Orofena." 

He  did  so,  whereon  the  chief  said : 

"Would  the  pods  like  a  nice  young  girl  cooked  ?" 

At  this  point  Bastin  retire<]  down  the  path,  realising 
that  he  had  to  do  with  cannibals.  We  said  that  we  pre- 
ferred to  look  at  the  girls  alive  and  would  meet  them 
again  to-morrow  morning,  when  we  hoped  that  the 
house  would  be  ready. 

So  our  first  interview  with  the  Inhabitants  of  Orofena 
came  to  an  end,  on  which  we  congratulated  ourselves. 

On  reaching  the  remains  of  the  Star  of  the  South  we 
set  to  work  to  take  stock  of  what  was  left  to  us.  For- 
tunately it  proved  to  be  a  very  great  deal.  As  I  think  I 
mentioned,  all  the  passeneer  part  of  the  varht  lav  for- 
ward of  the  bridge,  just  In  front  of  which  the  vessel  had 
been  broken  in  two,  almost  as  cleanly  as  though  the 
were  severed  by  a  gigantic  knife.  Further  our  stores 
were  forward  and  practically  everything  else  that  be- 
loneed  to  us,  even  down  to  Bickley's  Instruments  and 
medicines  and  Bastin's  religious  works,  to  say  nothing 


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boats.  Although  the«we«.St^„*'*^  f!r°  "•'»«  "^«^ 
•nencment  of  tSe  «fe  one  of  th*£.^2*^"'*'u'"  '*>*  <=<»"- 
WM  smashed  to  «Si£re  •  nrohlhT'  "*■' ""  ^'»« !»«  »'<le. 
upon  it.  The  stolboard  bSI?  h^^  ^""^  *P"^  ''«'•  ^«"en 
and  so  far  as  we  could  iud^l'  ''°*«^"' """""ed  intoct 
bulwarks  were  broken  ^f  waT^"'^'  •"''''^"^''  "" 
I  sail  '"  '  ^'•""hing  we  can  get  away  in  if  .eress..rj,  • 

"Where  to?"  remarked  Bastin      "U..    r     •    . 
where  we  are  or  if  ther*  ic  »!        u  ^*-  *^""^  ''"ow 

thousand  miles         think  we  h/n  °w/  '""^  ^^'«'""  « 

Providence  seems  to  have  tnteS^S*""  "'''K  ^''"^  "« 

there  is  so  much  work  to  my  hS'"'  "'^■"^">-  ^^"- 

your  hand  dti'norenTi^th!''''';^'  "'^'  '»>«  *«'■''  '« 
It  is  an  awkwarS  thin  J  nterferi!,^"*^-.^^  "H  ""^  *''«»'«• 
savages,  and  I  believe^»h«I^K  "*^  '^"'^  "">  "^'ig'on  of 
Natt^e  UetiL'str„/&!.'l1^V."'"*°-''  <^''''3ren  of 


limbs,  "esDecianv'wh.:    ""**  "®  g'anced  at  hi 

how  one  ^nTXtr/Z'^.'S^l^PlTP^r.    ...... 

som?re'"fi^h"°hyftd'S^  'f ?"-^  ♦«  ^etch 
wave  and  were  Ttil  flannfn^  k  **?''*''  "P  ^7  the  tidal 
water.  TherweZ.J'S.nir^  t '  K  "  ''"'«=  P°°'  °^  ^^"^ 
of  our  circumstanX  and  f^  ,  L'f  ^*  *°  '"^'^e  ^he  best 
up  the  saloon  and  cabins  wh.VK"''  set  towork  to  tidy 
remained  of  the  sh?p  lav  Tn  L„  7*"  T  j''*^'^"''  ««  what 
out  some  neceswrl  ifnr«   ^    ^"5?"  *"*'•    ^Iso  we  got 

swinging  lamATfhSch^h^'ihf'"^  P?™*^"  ^°^  ^^e 
accicjint  to  thfelectrir  l^hf  .  JP  *^  ''"«<'  '"  ^ase  of 
had  brought  with  us  »lh«t;h*'^"''H*?'*  ^''^  ?""«  we 
event  of  attack.    This  done  bv^th^'^-^  ^  ll^"'^^  '"  '^^ 

sary  to  keep  Cs  p  A-^^  SS  b^Xhe^'i  S  re^^i^' 


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"Now,"  he  saia  triumphantly  when  he  had  finished 
and  got  the  lock  and  bolts  to  work  to  his  satisfaction, 
"we  can  stand  a  siege  if  needed,  for  as  the  ship  is  iron 
built  they  can't  even  burn  us  out  and  that  teak  door 
would  take  some  forcing.    Also  we  can  shore  it  up." 

"How  about  something  to  eat?  I  want  my  tea," 
said  Bastin. 

"Then,  my  reverend  friend,"  replied  Bickley,  "take 
a  couple  of  the  fire  buckets  and  fetch  some  water  from 
the  stream.  Also  collect  drift  wood  of  which  there  is 
plenty  about,  clean  those  fish  and  grill  them  over  the 
saloon  s'  >ve." 

"I'll  try,"  said  Bastin,  "but  I  never  did  any  cookinc 
before."  '  ^ 

"No,"  replied  Bickley,  "on  second  thoughts  I  will 
see  to  that  myself,  but  you  can  get  the  fish  ready." 

So,  with  due  precautions,  Bastin  and  I  fetched 
water  from  the  stream  which  we  found  flowed  over 
the  edge  of  the  cliff  quite  close  at  hard  into  a  beautiful 
coral  basin  that  might  have  been  designed  for  a  bat  ^  f 
the  nymphs.  Indeed  one  at  a  time,  while  the  oUier 
watched,  we  undressed  and  plunged  into  it,  and  never 
was  a  tub  more  welcome  than  after  our  long  days  of 
tempest.  Then  we  returned  to  find  that  Bickley  haa 
already  set  the  table  and  was  engaged  in  frying  the  fish 
very  skilfully  on  the  saloon  stove,  which  proved  to  be 
well  adapted  to  the  purpose.  He  was  cross,  however, 
when  he  found  that  we  had  bathed  and  that  it  was  now 
too  late  for  him  to  do  likewise. 

While  he  was  cleaning  himself  as  well  as  he  could  in 
his  cabin  basin  and  Bastin  was  boiling  the  water  for  tea, 
suddenly  I  remembered  the  letter  from  the  Danish  mate 
Jacobsen.  Concluding  that  it  might  now  be  opened  as 
we  had  certainly  parted  with  most  of  the  Star  of  the 
South  for  the  last  time,  I  read  it.    It  was  as  follows  : 

"The  reason,  honoured  Sir,  that  I  am  leaving  the 
ship  is  that  on  the  night  I  tore  up  the  paper,  the  spirit 
controlling  the  planchette  wrote  these  words :  '  After 
leaving  Samoa  the  Star  of  the  South  will  be  wrecked 


Land  ^ 

A 'B''"and  b'  ci  "'I'^^l^y  ?">^'d  browned  except 
be  f  V^«i    r'  ?^*  °^}  °^  ^^'^ '  Get  out  of  her  1  Don't 

at  once    't&'  ""'r?  y°"  ^^"^  '"  come  over  here 

me  and  called  me  a  sneakine  cheat     Sn  T^™  ^„-      . 
run  away  of  which  I  am  "fry  t^uch  Shlm^^^ Zt  ? 
do  not  wish  to  be  drowned  yet  as  there  isT!j;i  ^u 
I  want  ,0  marry  and  my  mSr%  support .  ^Yo^wiil 

Nevef't^TJ  learn' th^S"'  ''""^  '°  '^"-^  ^'^^  ^"^ure. 

I  gave  this  letter  to  Bastin  and  Bicklev  to  r^H  »„^ 
asked  them  what  they  thought  of  k  ^  ^"'^ 

^£»a-g-a'21^^-- 

hJ;o'tKfS^^tfj^^^-;i;^-?^a^r 

irt'ed^  '^  """•'^  ''^^^  »'-"  --h  betted  for  hTmt'be 

never^i-ll'^tn  h'  ''  ^^^^"ter  and  failed  in  his  duty.     I 
never  wish  to  hear  of  him  again,"  I  said 

As  a  matter  of  fact  I  never  havp     Rut  ♦»,-  •      j 
remains  quite  unexplained  eith"   bTBicJle";  o'^bS^"' 


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ii 


CHAPTER  VII 


THE  OROFENANS 


I O  our  shame  we  had  a  very  pleasant  supper  that  night 
ott  the  gnlled  fish,  which  was  excellent,  and  some  tinned 
meat.  I  say  to  our  shame,  in  a  sense,  for  on  our  com- 
panions the  sharks  were  supping,  and  by  rights  we 
should  have  been  sunk  in  woe.  I  suppose  that  the  sense 
of  our  own  escape  intoxicated  us.  Also,  notwithstanding 
his  joviality,  none  of  us  had  cared  much  for  the 
captain,  and  his  policy  had  been  to  keep  us  somewhat 
apart  from  the  crew,  of  whom  therefore  we  knew  but 
little.  It  IS  true  that  Bastin  held  services  on  Sundays,  for 
such  as  would  attend,  and  Bickley  had  doctored  a  few  of 
them  for  minor  ailments,  but  there,  except  for  a  little 
casual  conversation,  our  intercourse  began  and  ended. 

Now  the  sad  fact  is  that  it  is  hard  to  be  overwhelmed 
with  grief  for  those  with  whom  we  are  not  intimate.  We 
were  very  sorry  and  that  is  all  that  can  be  said,  except 
that  Bastin  being  High  Church,  announced  in  a  matter- 
of-fact  way  that  he  meant  to  put  up  some  petitions  for 
the  welfare  of  their  souls.  To  this  Bickley  retorted  that 
from  what  he  had  seen  of  their  bodies  he  was  sure  they 
needed  them.  ^ 

Yes,  it  was  a  pleasant  supper,  not  made  less  so  by  a 
bottle  of  champagne  which  Bickley  and  I  shared.  Bastin 
stuck  to  his  tea,  not  because  he  did  not  like  champagne 
but  because,  as  he  explained,  having  now  come  in  con- 
tact with  the  heathen  it  would  never  do  for  him  to  set 
them  an  example  in  the  use  of  spirituous  liquors 

"However  much  we  may  differ,  Bastin,  I  respect  you 
for  that  sentiment,"  commented  Bickley. 
..e  "' <^«"'*  know  why  you  should,"  an.swered  Bastin: 
but  if  so,  you  might  follow  mv  e.xample." 


The  Orofenans 


whS"4"S„S<fe7JS;5«r'  '™^*'"^  ^  our  .eak  door 
excellent  waSSf'tolSd  u.T^'  "''°  *^  ^  """^ 
any  rate  we  took  t£  risk^  l1  "^  ^^^'"*'  surprise.  At 
happened,  thoueh  b^for^H^  -r  '"^"^''  °^  ^-''^^^  "othing 
dealffor  1  l-eaSim  Tutt"he'ri7nt*!;'.*^T' ""  ^"^ 

us  a  long  time  as  th/^fn.f  a  J^^^,  '''"^'■'  ^^ich  took 
plied  the^bath!  ^  hit  we  Sh*^  f  '^^^^  '^^  ^^at  sup- 
supply  in  cas^  ^  sfege  w.  St'oTH^'t''^^'.  V^^''^ 
what  we  should  do  In  Z.  U  "  .'^^^^  ^"^  <lebated 
where  we  were  and  -liJ        ".''  T^  <letermined  to  stop 

out,  it  was  'necSr^That TSould'^'  ^^  '  P?'"'^^ 
these  natives  were  hostifp  nr  f  •  J?  ^'^over  whether 
event  we  could  how  our  iln  T'^^l  ^"  ^^e  former 
from  it  we  must  be  oveLh^V  *'"i*''*"  4'P'  ^''^^^a"  «wav 
always  time^trmSfve  Xd         '  '"     "  '""'^  '''"'  "^'^ 

missiles  thrown^  S^  a^ovJe-wTit"!^:^"'^'^'  ^^ 
islanders  advancing  unon  .;=  .r!  ^u  ""'"bers  of  the 
side.  They  were  Sfeced^d««hi?"^K''*  ^"^  °"  either 
food  on  platters  and^nhlt«c°xu''y  *°'"""  ^^o  bore 

ing  exci.^di;?nd  laughb^lSer  Sff T-P'^'  ^"  ♦«"^- 
at  a  distance   so  w»  fX^u  ^         ■   ^"^  fashion,  stopped 

Marama,  cladTn  his7emher"drk"'  'li"""-  •'''■^^"^>' 
panied  by  priests  nr  ™f^V.-       ^'''  '''"''  ^'e*'"  accom- 

down  the^pah  on"he  ci?f^^rr;'"'"'.-''PP"^:;':^  ^'^''^'''S 
made  salutations  ^nd  entered  fnfon''!!^'  '"*"'' "«^  '^'°«^ 
u^ndtrit^r'''^-=^-^a?r^^K^^^^ 

exi^^^^liX^^^^V-^^-imas. 


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74         When  the  World  Shook 

remain  where  we  were  until  we  were  sure  of  our  greeting 
and  asked  him  what  was  the  position.  He  explained  that 
only  once  before,  in  the  time  of  his  grandfather,  had  any 
people  reached  their  shores,  also  during  a  great  storm  as 
we  had  done.  They  were  dark-skinned  men  like  them- 
selves, three  of  them,  but  whence  they  came  was  never 
known,  since  they  were  at  once  seized  and  sacrificed  to 
the  god  Oro,  which  was  the  right  thing  to  do  in  such  a 
case. 

We  asked  whether  he  would  consider  it  right  to 
sacrifice  us.    He  replied : 

Certainly,  unless  we  were  too  strong,  being  gods 
ourselves,  or  unless  an  arrangement  could  be  concluded. 
We  asked— what  arrangement  ?  He  replied  that  we  must 
make  them  gifts;  also  that  we  must  do  what  we  had 
promised  and  cure  him— the  chief— of  the  disease  which 
had  tormented  him  for  years.  In  that  event  everything 
would  be  at  our  disposal  and  we,  with  all  our  belongings, 
should  become  taboo,  holy,  not  to  be  touched.  None 
would  attempt  to  harm  us,  nothing  should  be  stolen 
under  penalty  of  death. 

We  asked  him  to  come  up  on  the  deck  with  only 
one  companion  that  his  sickness  might  be  ascertainedf, 
and  after  much  hesitation  he  consented  to  do  so.  Bickley 
made  an  examination  of  the  growth  and  announced  that 
he  believed  it  could  be  removed  with  perfect  safety  as 
the  attachment  to  the  neck  was  very  slight,  but  of  course 
there  was  always  a  risk.  This  was  explained  to  him 
with  difficulty,  and  much  talk  followed  between  him  and 
his  followers  who  gathered  on  the  beach  beneath  the 
ship.  They  seemed  adverse  to  the  experiment,  till 
Marama  ^rew  furious  with  them  and  at  last  burst  into 
tears  saying  that  he  could  no  longer  drag  this  terrible 
burden  about  with  him,  and  he  touched  the  growth.  He 
would  rather  die.    Then  they  gave  way. 

I  will  tell  the  rest  as  shortly  as  I  can. 

A  hideous  wooden  idol  was  brought  on  board, 
wrapped  in  leaves  and  feathers,  and  upon  it  the  chief 
and  his  head  people  swore  safety  to  us  whether  he  lived 
or  died,  making  us  the  guests  of  their  land.   There  were, 


The  Orofenans  75 

however,  two  provisos  made,  or  as  such  we  understood 
them.  These  seemed  to  be  that  we  should  offer  no  insult 
or  injury  to  their  god,  and  secondly,  that  we  should  not 
set  foot  on  the  island  in  the  lake.  It  was  not  till  after- 
wards that  it  occurred  to  me  that  this  must  refer  to  the 
mountain  top  which  appeared  in  the  inland  sheet  of 
water.  To  those  stipulations  we  made  no  answer.  In- 
deed, the  Orofenans  did  all  the  talking.  Finally,  they 
ratified  their  oaths  by  a  man  who,  I  suppose,  was  a  head 
priest,  cutting  his  arm  and  rubbing  the  blood  from  it 
on  the  lips  of  the  idol ;  also  upon  those  of  the  chief.  I 
should  add  that  Bastin  had  retired  as  soon  as  he  saw 
that  false  god  appear,  of  which  I  was  glad,  since  I  felt 
sure  that  he  would  make  a  scene. 

The  operation  took  place  that  afternoon  and  on  the 
ship,  for  when  once  Marama  had  made  up  his  mind  to 
trust  us  he  did  so  very  thoroughly.  It  was  performed 
on  deck  in  the  presence  of  an  awed  multitude  who 
watched  from  the  shore,  and  when  they  saw  Bickley 
appear  in  a  clean  nightshirt  and  wash  his  hands,  uttered 
a  groan  of  wonder.  Evidently  they  considered  it  a 
magical  and  religious  ceremony;  indeed  ever  afterwards 
they  called  Bickley  the  Great  Priest,  or  sometimes  the 
Great  Healer  in  later  days.  This  was  a  grievance  to 
Bastin  who  considered  that  he  had  been  robbed  of  his 
proper  title,  especially  when  he  learned  that  among 
themselves  he  was  only  known  as  "the  Bellower,"  be- 
cause of  the  loud  voice  in  which  he  addressed  them. 
Nor  did  Bickley  particularly  appreciate  the  compliment. 
With  my  help  he  administered  the  chloroform,  which 
was  done  under  shelter  of  a  sail  for  fear  lest  the  people 
should  think  that  we  were  smothering  their  chief.  Then 
the  operation  went  on  to  a  satisfactory  conclusion.  I 
omit  the  details,  but  an  electric  batterv  and  a  red-hot 
wire  came  into  play. 

"There,"  said  Bickley  triumphantly  when  he  had 
finished  tying  the  vessels  and  made  everything  neat  and 
tidv  with  bandages,  "I  was  afraid  he  might  bleed  to 
death,  but  I  don't  think  there  is  anv  fear  of  that  now, 
for  I  have  made  a  real  job  of  it."    Then  advancing  ^ith 


* 


76         When  the  World  Shook 

the  horrid  tumour  in  his  hands  he  showed  it  in  triumph 
to  the  crowd  beneath,  who  groaned  again  and  threw 
themselves  on  to  their  faces.  Doubtless  now  it  is  (he 
most  sacred  relic  of  Orofena. 

When  Marama  came  out  of  the  anaesthetic,  Bickley 
gave  him  something  which  sent  him  to  sleep  for  twelve 
hours,  durmg  all  which  time  his  people  waited  beneath. 
1  his  was  our  dangerous  period,  for  our  difficulty  was  to 
persuade  them  that  he  was  not  dead,  although  Bickley 
had  assured  them  that  he  would  sleep  for  a  time  while 
the  magic  worked.    Still,  I  was  very  glad  when  he  woke 
up  on  the  following  morning,  and  two  or  three  of  his 
leading  men  could  see  that  he  was  alive.    The  rest  was 
lengthy  but  simple,  consisting  merely  in  keeping  him 
quiet  and  on  a  suitable  diet  until  there  was  no  fear  of 
the  wound  opening.    We  achieved  it  somehow  with  the 
help  of  an  intelligent  native  woman  who,  I  suppose,  was 
one  of  his  wives,  and  five  days  later  were  enabled  to 
present  him  healed  though  rather  tottery,  to  his  affec- 
tionate subjects. 

It  was  a  great  scene,  which  may  be  imagined.  They 
bore  him  away  in  a  litter  with  the  native  woman  to 
watch  him  and  another  to  carry  the  relic  preserved  in  a 
basket,  and  us  they  acclaimed  as  gods.  Thenceforward 
we  had  nothing  to  fear  in  Orofena— except  Bastin 
though  this  we  did  not  know  at  the  time. 

All  this  while  we  had  been  living  on  our  ship  and 
growing  very  bored  there,  although  we  employed  the 
empty  hours  in  conversation  with  selected  natives 
n-^M  ^  u'"iPT'il^  °"/  knowledge  of  the  language! 
Bickley  had  the  best  of  it,  since  already  patients  began 
to  arrive  which  occupied  him.  One  of  the  first  was  that 
man  whom  Tommy  had  bitten.  He  was  carried  to  us  in 
an  almost  comatose  state,  suffering  apparently  from  the 
symptoms  of  snake  poisoning. 

Afterwards  it  turned  out  that  he  conceived  Tommy 
to  be  a  divine  but  most  venomous  lizard  that  could  make 
a  very  horrible  noise,  and  began  to  suffer  as  one  mieht 
do  from  the  bite  of  such  a  creature.  Nothing  that 
Bickley  could  do  was  enough  to  save  him  and  ultimately 


The  Orofenans 


he  died  in  convulsions,  a  circumstance  that  enormously 
enhanad  Tommy's  repuution.  To  tell  the  truth,  we 
took  advantage  of  it  to  explain  that  Tommy  was  in  fact 
a  supernatural  animal,  a  sort  of  tame  demon  which  only 
harmed  people  who  had  malevolent  intentions  towards 
those  he  served  or  who  tried  to  steal  any  of  their 
possessions  or  to  intrude  upon  them  at  inconvenient 
hours,  especially  m  the  dark.  So  terrible  was  he,  indeed, 
that  even  the  skill  of  the  Great  Priest,  i.e.,  Bickley,  could 
not  avail  to  save  any  whom  once  he  had  bitten  in  his 
rage.  Even  to  be  barked  at  by  him  was  dangerous  and 
conveyed  a  curse  that  might  last  for  generations. 

All  this  we  set  out  when  Bastin  was  not  there.  He 
had  wandered  off,  as  he  said,  to  look  for  shells,  but  as 
we  knew,  to  practise  religious  orations  in  the  Polynesian 
toneue  with  the  waves  for  audience,  as  Demosthenes  is 
said  to  have  done  to  perfect  himself  as  a  political  orator. 
Personally  I  admit  that  I  relied  more  on  the  terrors  of 
lommy  to  safeguard  us  from  theft  and  other  troubles 
than  I  did  upon  those  of  the  native  tahoo  and  the 
priestly  oaths. 

The  end  of  it  all  was  that  we  left  our  ship,  having 
padlocked  up  the  door  (the  padlock,  we  explained,  was 
a  magical  instrument  that  bit  worse  than  Tommy),  and 
moved  inland  in  a  kind  of  triumphal  procession,  priests 
and  singers  going  before  (the  Orofenans  sang  extremely 
well)  and  minstrels  following  after  playing  upon  instru- 
ments  like  flutes,  while  behind  came  the  bearers  carry- 
ing such  goods  as  we  needed.    They  took  us  to  a  beauti- 
tul    place  in  a  grove  of  palms  on  a  ridge  where  erew 
many  breadfruit  trees,"  that  commanded  a  view  of  the 
ocean  upon  one  side  and  of  the  lake  with  the  strange 
brown  mountain  top  on  the  other.     Here  in  the  midst 
of  the  native  gardens  we  found  that  a  fine  house  had 
been  built  for  us  of  a  kind  of  mud  brick  and  thatched 
with  palm  leaves,  surrounded  by  a  fenced  courtyard  of 
beaten  earth  and  having  wide  overhanging  verandahs- 
a  very  comfortable  place  indeed  in  that  delicious  climate! 
In  It  we  took  up  our  abode,  visiting  the  ship  occasionally 
to  see  that  all  was  wpII  there,  and  awaiting  pvent«! 


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I 


78         When  the  World  Shook 

For  Bickley  these  soon  began  to  happen  in  the  shape 
ot  an  ever.mcreasinj;r  stream  of  patients.    The  popula- 
tion  of  the  island  was  considerable,  anything  between 
hve  and  ten  thousand,  so  far  as  we  couW  judge,  and 
among  these  of  course  there  were  a  number  of  sick. 
Ophthalmia,  for  mstance,  was  a  prevalent  disease,  as 
were  the  growths  such  as  Marama  had  suffered  from  to 
say  nothmg  of  surgical  cases  anH  those  resulting  from 
accident  or  from  nervous  ailme.  .3.    With  all  of  these 
Bickley  was  called  upon  to  decl,  which  he  did  with  re- 
markable success  by   help  oi  his  books  on  Tropical 
Dise^es  and  his  ample  supplies  of  medical  necessaries. 
At  first  he  enjoyed  it  very  much,  but  when  we  had 
been  established  in  the  house  for  about  three  weeks  he 
t'"hwi^'nl*"i,Pr?'"*N-'"  *  ^^'"^  ^«''  ''°"'s  of  work, 
itU^l  !i  K-^  ?i*'"^'y  ^'^  ^^^  8^"*'"?  ^^  '"'g'^t  «s  well 
be  back  at  his  old  practice,  with  the  difference  that  there 
he  was  earning  several  thousands  a  year.    Just  then  a 
poor  woman  arrived  with  a  baby  in  convulsions  to  whose 
necessities  he  was  obliged  to  sacrifice  his  supper,  after 
which  came  a  man  who  had  fallen  from  a  palm  tree  and 
broken  his  leg. 

«t„hnlhf!j*  I  escape,  since  having  somehow  or  other 
established  a  reputation  for  wisdom,  as  soon  as  I  had 
mastered  sufficient  of  the  language,  every  kind  of  knottv 
*^*T*r  '.^l^  before  me  for  decision.  In  short,  I  became 
a  sort  of  Chief  Justice— not  an  easy  office  as  it  involved 
the  acquirement  of  the  native  law  which  was  intricate 
and  peculiar,  especially  in  matrimonial  cases. 

At  these  oppressive  activities  Bastin  looked  on  with 
a  gloomy  eye. 

"h„'lT*^=/fi"T  ?K*^  very  busy,"  he  said  one  evening; 

but  I  can  find  nothing  to  do.   They  don't  seem  to  want 

me,  and  merely  to  set  a  good  example  by  drinking  water 

^r  !^  ^  *  ^°"  '•'^*"°'^  "^^'^^y  «"<J  their  palm  wine, 
or  whatever  it  is,  is  very  negative  kind  of  work,  espel 
cially  as  I  am  g;etting  tired  of  planting  things  in  the 
garden  and  playng  policeman  round  the  wrwk  which 
nobody  goes  near.  Even  Tommy  is  better  off,  for  at 
least  he  can  bark  and  hunt  rats." 


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The  Orofenans  79 

''You  see,"  said  Bickley,  "we  are  following  our 
trades.  Arbuthnot  is  a  lawyer  and  acts  as  a  judge.  I 
am  a  surgeon  and  I  may  add  a  general — a  very  general 
— ^practitioner  and  work  at  medicine  in  an  enormous 
and  much-neelected  practice.  Therefore,  you,  being  a 
clergyman,  snould  go  and  do  lilcewise.  There  are  some 
ten  thousand  people  here,  but  I  do  not  observe  that  as 
yet  you  have  converted  a  single  one." 

Thus  spoke  Bickley  in  a  light  and  unguarded 
moment  with  his  usual  object  of  what  is  known  as 
"getting  a  rise"  out  of  Bastin.  Little  did  he  guess 
what  he  was  doing. 

Bastin  thought  a  while  ponderously,  then  said : 

"It  is  very  strange  from  what  peculiar  sources  Pro- 
vidence sometimes  sends  inspirations.  If  wisdom  flows 
from  babes  and  sucklings,  why  should  it  not  do  so  from 
the  well  of  agnostics  and  mockers  ?  " 

"There  is  no  reason  which  I  can  see,"  scoffed  Bick- 
ley, "except  that  as  a  rule  wells  do  not  flow." 

"Your  jest  is  ill-timed  and  I  may  add  foolish,"  con- 
tinued Bastin.  "What  I  was  about  to  add  was  that  you 
have  given  me  an  idea,  as  it  was  no  doubt  intended  that 
you  should  do.  I  will,  metaphorically  speaking,  gird 
up  my  loins  and  try  to  bear  the  light  into  all  this  heathen 
blackness." 

"Then  it  is  one  of  the  first  you  ever  had,  old  fellow. 
But  what's  the  need  of  girding  up  your  loins  in  this  hot 
climate?"  inquired  Bickley  with  innocence.  "Pyjamas 
and  that  white  and  green  umbrella  of  yours  would  do 
just  as  well." 

Bastin  vouchsafed  no  reply  and  sat  for  the  rest  of 
that  evening  plunged  in  deep  thought. 

On  the  following  morning  he  approached  Marama 
and  asked  his  leave  to  teach  the  people  about  the  gods. 
The  chief  readily  granted  this,  thinking,  I  believe,  that 
he  alluded  to  ourselves,  and  orders  were  issued  accord- 
ingly. They  were  to  the  effect  that  Bastin  was  to  be 
allowed  to  go  everywhere  unmolested  and  to  talk  to 
whom  he  would  about  what  he  would,  to  which  all  must 
listen  with  respect. 


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'6:  I 


80         When  the  World  Shook 

working  at  it,  good  and  earnest  nian  that  Jie  «^,   in  „' 

certain  extent  they  understSKlfthey  argued  and  iut  .0 
^H  o„e      "  ?"°PS  could  not  have  answered.     Still  he 

ri^d^"fe:'^iKi^^^^^^^^^    ''IS-  p'- 

sparing  them  because  they  were'so  go3.  '=°""'"'=^'    »>"' 

delucr^     T>f"'^"'^i  ^^^'^  ^^^"^  ^ho  had  caused  the 
f^  ^A'    ^'J^y  rep  'ed,  Oro  which  was  the  name  of  their 

fn^'ii'°  *''°  '^**'^  y°"''«'-  °"  the  mountain^  the  lake 

Lw  d?at''Gor^r-°'U'''^  worshipped  in  idols     He 

^J'u°'  "°'  "J.^  ''^^"'5  o"  the  mountain  in  the  lake  " 

Divinhv'liH'^^J  °"'?'  ''y.&'^i"e  the  name  Oro  to  the 
JJivinity  and  admitting  that  He  miirht  dwi.)!   in  lh,2 

mountain  as  well  as  eLywhere  el^f  thaf  Blitin  was 
able  to   make   progress.     Having  conceded  thk"  ^ot 


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without  scruples,  however,  he  did  make  considerable 
progress,  so  much,  in  fact,  that  I  perceived  that  the 
priests  of  Oro  were  beginning  to  grow  very  jealous  of 
him  and  oi  his  increasing  authority  with  the  people. 
Bastin  was  naturally  triumphant,  and  even  exclaimed 
exultingly  that  within  a  year  he  would  have  half  of  the 
population  baptised. 

"Within  a  year,  my  dear  fellow,"  said  Bickley,  "you 
will  have  your  throat  cut  as  a  sacrifice,  and  probably 
ours  also.  It  is  a  pity,  too,  as  within  that  time  I  should 
have  stamped  out  ophthalmia  and  some  other  diseases 
in  the  island." 

Here,  leaving  Bastin  and  his  jjood  work  aside  for  a 
while,  I  will  say  a  little  about  the  country.  From  in- 
formation which  I  gathered  on  some  journeys  that  I 
made  and  by  inquiries  from  the  chief  Marama,  who  had 
become  devoted  to  us,  I  found  that  Orofena  was  quite  a 
large  place.  In  shape  the  island  was  circular,  a  broad 
band  of  territory  surrounding  the  great  lake  of  which  I 
have  spoken,  that  in  its  turn  surrounded  a  smaller  island 
from  which  rose  the  mountain  top.  No  other  land  was 
known  to  be  near  the  shores  of  Orofena,  which  had 
never  been  visited  by  anyone  except  the  strangers  a  hun- 
dred years  ago  or  so,  who  were  sacrificed  and  eaten. 
Most  of  the  island  was  covered  with  forest  which  the 
inhabitants  lacked  the  energy,  and  indeed  had  no  tools, 
to  fell.  They  were  an  extremely  lazy  people  and  would 
only  cultivate  enough  bananas  and  other  food  to  satisfy 
their  immediate  needs.  In  truth  they  lived  mostly  upon 
breadfruit  and  other  products  of  the  wild  trees. 

Thus  it  came  about  that  in  years  of  scarcity  through 
drought  or  climatic  causes,  which  prevented  the  forest 
trees  from  bearing,  they  suffered  very  much  from  hun- 
ger. In  such  years  hundreds  of  them  would  perish  and 
the  remainder  resorted  to  the  dreadful  expedient  of  can- 
nibalism. Sometimes,  too,  the  shoals  of  fish  a\'oided 
their  shores,  reducing  them  to  great  misery.  Their  only 
domestic  animal  was  the  pig  which  roamed  about  half 
wild  and  in  no  great  numbers,  for  they  had  never  taken 


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••wirweiSJ  '\W«y-    Thai,  resources. 

iff  ti^^  ^^-  °T"  oP'nion.  which  Bickley  shared  wa^ 
n  .nV^f  ^  were  ,n  fact  a  shrunken  and  deterioS'rrm'! 
nant  of  some  high  race  now  coming  to  its  end  through 
stfndTnt  T/-b^^«*^.'?g-    About  thfm  indeeS;  io3- 

«e«r^74'Ser€s;t 

IZV^^  '^'?^  *?  ^.P^'"''  perfectly,  was  copifus,  mScal 
and  expressive  in  its  idioms.  musical, 

m.  °"^  c'rcumstance  I  must  mention.  In  walking  about 
the  country  I  observed  all  over  it  enormoul  ho les^  some 
w  th  a  deot'h  o"f  «f  f  T""'^  "^  ^  '^""'I'-^d  yards  acroS 

of  us  were  geologists,  but  it  seemed  to  me  to  partake  of 
the  nature  of  granite.    Certainly  it  was  not  coral  like 

wL'n  T  ''^ly^!  '°^''  ■'"*  °^  ^  primeval  formation 
nnl  ch  ^i''^  ^u^'^™*  *hat  ca"^d  these  hXs  he 
only  shrugged  his  shoulders  and  said  he  did  not  know 
but  their  athers  had  declared  that  they  were  madeb^ 
stones  falling  from  heaven.  This,  of  couree  sSested 
meteorites  to  my  mind.    I  submitted  the  idea  toEev 

'■If  they  were  meteorites,"   he  said,    "of  which  a 


The  Orofenans 


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shower  struck  the  earth  in  some  past  geological  aee  all 

ought  to  exist  at  the  bottom  of  the  holes.  To  me  thev 
look  more  hke  the  effect  of  high  explosives,  butTha    df 

coulTh.v.""P°'f '\*'^°"g'^^  ^i^"''  know  what  ;i^^ 
could  have  caused  such  craters." 

t«  7^''^^''^  went  back  to  hia  work,  for  nothing  that  had 
todo  with  antiquity  interested  Bickley  very  mtch  The 
present  and  its  problems  were  enough  for  him,  he  would 
say,  who  neither  had  lived  in  the  past  nor  «pected  o 
have  any  share  in  the  future.  cApcciea  to 

As  I   remained  curious  I  made  an  opportunity  to 

wTh™il'  '"  '^'  ^T""  °^  °"«  °f  these  craters,  taking 
with  me  some  of  the  natives  with  their  wooden  tools 

^nr^l  ^°""?  ^  ^""'^  ^f^'  °^  «»»  «i"^«r  cashed  down 
he  rock  thon'cfh^L'ff"'''"^  ^'^"^  '^'  decomposition  of 
mV?^'.u  ^^K^^y  *"°"Sh  •"  't  nothing  grew.  I 
fhere  ano^;"eH°  '^'^'  ^^'%'  "  "'^''^  *°  "^^  asfon^ishment 
mliL  f^P?  f  .f  ''°"^"  °^  ^  S'^^^  w<"-ked  stone  quite 
nf  r^.  K,  '  ^  *'u  "''^"'  •"'•««''  it  seemed  to  me  to  1^ 
of  marble.  Further  examination  showed  that  this  block 
was  most  beautifully  carved  in  bas-relief,  aj^areS 
with  a  design  of  leaves  and  flowers.  In  the  disturbed 
soil  also  I  picked  up  a  life-sized  marble  hand  of  a  wonSn 
luT''-^lr.  k"''^^^  ^"^  apparently  broken  from  a  «atue 
tha  might  have  been  the  work  of  one  of  the  great  Greek 
sculptors.     Moreover,  on  the  third  finger  of  tWs  hand 

rbt.^ffird"eslyj"^  -^-^'  -^---'3^' 

rnm^i„^"in^T  ''^"m  '"  ""^  P^''^^^'  ^"^  ^s  darkness  was 

Sir' Whp"„V°'ri'"'  '^^  '"^^'"^  «"d  disinter 
the  block.    When  I  wished  to  return  the  next  day,  I  was 

nl  ^f  P.°'"''y  by  Marama  that  it  would  not^be  Ife 
for  me  to  do  so  as  the  priests  of  Oro  declared  that  if  I 
sought  to  meddle  with  the  "buried  things  the  god  would 
grow  angry  and  bring  disaster  on  me.'" 

When  I  persisted  he  said  that  at  least  I  must  go  alone 
since  no  native  would  accompany  me,  and  added  elrnest"y 
that  he  prayed  me  not  to  go.  So  to  my  great  regret  and 
disappointment  I  was  obliged  to  give  up  the  id^ 


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II 


CHAPTER  VIII 

BASTIN  ATTEMPTS  THE  MARTYR's  CROWN 

hte;1.?°^^^^^^^^^^^  took  a  great 

could  they  have  come  fn  fh-K  A    °  ^^7  ■"«»"?    How 
indeed  th^ey  wereTart  of  ^™'^  ^"m  '^*'  ^''^'  ""'^^s 
njents  which  had  ban  destS  '^"'l^'"^  '"^  '^  o™a- 
The  stone  of  whS  wt  hX  J"  '^^  "^'S^bou'hood  ? 
seemed  far  too  big  to  hive  ^„^  uncovered  a  corner 
ship;  it  must  have  weighed  ^em?^'"''  '^^'^.  ^^'^  ^^Y 
do  not  carry  such  thinl»  »k    ^"^^  *°"^-    Besides,  shins 
visited  th>7i!&Xfnft^T£fr'''^'  ^-^J-none  hfd 
rate,  or  local  traHifilT.,    ^  .",  ^    '  ^^^  centuries  at  anv 
ful  a  fact     Were^tSere  then''  '^'^'^  'l'^^'^'^'^  «>  ^o"der^ 
elegant  carving  sindTni  on'  tZ'nf '^""^  T^^'^  ^''*^ 
adorned  with  lov^y  sKs  tJl^  P'^ce.  and  were  they 

F-°«j!  the  best  iSrio^  of  GrSk  artT^-r*!??^^  *^ 
incredible  exceot  on   fh«  ^.         ••" "^    ^he  thing  was 

reli^  of  an  u^^yTost^'c^ifffir"  ^''^  *^^  -- 
couS  s:%astha^th^w'^/"""'"''  ««  '"yself.  All  he 
things  Sr  &  h'aSdTn  'f  l^'A'*^  ^"^  "-y 
record.  #ven  Bastin  ^s  exrii^  f  ^^\^°^,  ^^  ^a^  no 
as  his  imagination  was  renre^nt^K''  ^  ''"'«  ^'^»«^'  but 
say  was  :  ®  represented  by  zero,  all  he  could 

doesnVm'KS~"/Jf|,5'j.-  "''''^'  ^"^  -^^^o-  it 

and  -Uerious'^c'uKKS^n'?^  *''«  -cient 
remembered  that  unappr2chahl.\^  '"  '•'"'.  ^«^'°n-  I 
of  the  lake  and  that  onT^peSd  Tli"'^'"  '^  ■*''«'  ""''^^t 
looked  like  ruins  as  seen  S^^  l^^^f^^th^:^^ 


The  Martyr's  Grown  85 

glasses.    At  any  rate  this  was  a  point  that  I  might 

Saying  nothing  to  anybody,  one  morning  I  slipped 
away  ancf  walked  to  the  edee  of  the  lake,  a  distanoeiS 
fave  or  SIX  miles  over  rough  country.  Having  arrived 
there  I  perceived  that  the  cone-shaped  mountain  in  the 
centre,  which  was  about  a  mile  from  the  lake  shore,  was 
much  larger  than  I  had  thought,  quite  three  hundred  feet 
nigh  indeed,  and  with  a  very  large  circumference, 
further,  its  sides  evidently  once  had  been  terraced,  and 
It  was  on  one  of  these  broad  terraces,  half-way  up  and 
facing  towards  the  rising  sun,  that  the  ruin-like  remains 
were  heaped.  I  examined  them  through  my  glasses. 
Undoubtedly  it  was  a  cyclopean  ruin  built  of  great 
blocks  of  coloured  stone  which  seemed  to  have  been 
shattered  by  earthquake  or  explosion.  There  were  the 
pillars  of  a  might;y  gateway  and  the  remains  of  walls. 

I  trembled  with  excitement  as  I  stared  and  stared. 
Could  I  not  get  to  the  place  and  see  for  myself?  I 
observed  that  from  the  flat  bush-clad  land  at  ihe  foot  of 
the  mountain,  ran  oi  ^hat  seemed  to  be  the  residue  of 
a  stone  pier  which  ei.acd  in  a  large  Uble-topped  rock 
between  two  and  three  hundred  feet  across.  But  even 
this  was  too  far  to  reach  by  swimming,  besides  for 
aught  I  knew  there  might  be  alligators  in  that  lake.  I 
walked  up  and  down  its  borders,  till  presently  I  came 
to  a  path  which  led  into  a  patch  of  some  variety  of  cotton 
palm. 

Following  this  path  I  discovered  a  boat-house 
thatched  over  with  palm  leaves.  Inside  it  were  two  good 
canoes  with  their  paddles,  floating  and  tied  to  the 
stumps  of  trees  by  fibre  ropes.  Instantly  I  made  up  my 
mind  that  I  would  paddle  to  the  island  and  investigate. 
Just  as  I  was  about  to  step  into  one  of  the  canoes  the 
light  was  cut  off.  Looking  up  I  saw  that  a  man  was 
crouching  in  the  door-place  of  the  boat-house  in  order  to 
enter,  and  paused  guiltily. 

"Friend-from-the-Sea"  (that  was  the  name  that  these 
islanders  had  g:ven  to  me),  said  the  voice  of  Marama, 
"say— what  are  you  doing  here?" 


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When  the  World  Shook 


answIre7r.'Sess/;  ^''^  ^  ™"  °"  '»>«  1«''«.  Chief."  I 
^^^ol^iiJ^^;^  ^'^en  treated  you  so 

,  What  do  you  mean  ?  "  I  asked. 
expIal?toyou!»'"°  ''^'^  '""''«'>*•  ^"^"d.  and  I  will 

wo<ile5lSar\e"ca'rrit7an^^"'"^  f '""^  ^'^^  '^--y 
unarmed/Then  iMmeJur     '"'""'"•'«^«d  '^at  I  was 

makiig^r  J,/"r"?ou?„:iT  '^^^  •"!"-"  "-'  to 
patience  now  and  I  sten  to  rii  /°"  "'°"^'''-  "^^« 
village  this  mornlngtnd  folbwed  sTn/c?"  '"""'"^^  '''' 
pose.  Yes,  I  "ollLed  a?one  iv^ni^S  ^°"'' P^ 
priests  of  Oro  who  fortimnf»i„  ^^'"8:  nothing  to  the 
Bellower  for  th^ir  own  SL  T  TJ^'  ^«»<=hing  the 
out  the  secrets  of  the  moShf  withT.J°"  ^^.«'«=''["8r 
that  make  things  bic-  'hat  are  ^^^11     t^^^.mag'c  tubes 

"Have      "„S7,'r"S:^.  Ma,4ma.    But  X?" 

yonder  hm  lh"ich   ?4,red"br5en"a'-'r-'''^^^^'   '"^'^ 
takes  its  name,  is  sacrld ?»  °'°^^"*'  ^'^^nce  this  island 

"tk"  ^"^  ^'  ''"t  what  of  it  ?  " 

great  as  yoJar?V^^:!;^'•^°"  'y?.,^-  -d,  I  suppose, 
although  I  love  vnn   h^'         '''*  ^'^^  others.    At  least 

c.n«  f  „ Jr„x  &T.  sShr/s^'?,-  •^' 

IrriuSn™  '"  "'■■'  '"  ""  ""^  "»<»••  I  "ted  wi.h 
"Offenngsto  whom?" 


The  Martyr's  Crown  87 

li.e'tJere""  °'°™'""'  "■=  SPl"»  of  tta  great  <fcad  »l,o 

K     "l*^.°i  r'*'  ''".°*'  F""end-from-the-Sea,  but  so  it  ha<! 
been  held  from  the  beginning.    The  ima^e  in  t^  L 
I       js  only  visited  by  his  fpirit  from  dm  "^o^t Ue     n! H 
pray  you  come  back  and  before  the  priests  Ts^over  That 

K  teSr;  cl°e  tSriil-he^Tner  i 
that  dunng  the  convulsion  of  Nature  which  resukedb 
he  tidal  wave  that  had  thrown  our  ship  upon  the  sland 

;S3^r4frce\5tf.rL'Js?=i| 

was  Decause  the  Oromatuas  who  dwelt  there  wpr^ 
fhin'"*^;.  Z\^^  portended  great  things.  Indeed  S 
thmgs  had  happened-for  had  we  nit  arrived  in  ZTr 

I  thanked  him  for  what  he  had  told  me.  and  as  therp 
was  nothing  more  to  be  learned,  dropped  th^  TuWect 
which  was  never  mentioned  between  us  again,  at  liS 
not  for  a  long  while.    But  in  my  heart  I  deferm  „ed  tht 


^        When  the  World  Shook 

m^rrSk'mfli/e'^'^S'"  "-"^hough  to  do  so  I 

mou1.taii.''K^V'owrwni  buPb'""^  'f"  ^°  *«  '»•« 
It  came  4bout  tlJus      On^  l^"K.''^,'^"f«  ^  "'^s  obliged. 

he  was  «;tting  o„  J!h  hAl-^'^"^  »«''"  how 
replied:  Very  well  indeed  h.,r,^°""'y  '^°'^-  «« 
obstacle  in  his^prth  the  idol' in^h^^r"  '^"^f''^  ^^^^ 
for  this  accursed  imge  he  beli^P^^K':'!^'  Y^«  «'  "«' 
would  become  ChrTstfan  i  asKiifU'^^L''*'"'*  '"^"'' 
He  explained  that  all  hi«!  «,Lif  .i"  *°  "^  "o™  plain, 
since  fiis  converts  dedfred  th,r^K  ""!.•?'''  "^^  *'''»  '^ol, 
baptised  while  i"Lt  there  in  ?hl  r,*^  did  not  dare  to  b^ 
spirit  that  was  in  t  wo^ld  b^tS-rf.:  " '''"/  ''''*•  »''<= 
steal  out  at  ni^ht  and  m'^Ser'lh'Si!'  ''""  ""''  P*^^«P« 
sug;gisted.'P'"'    ^""^   °"'-  ^"«"ds   the   sorcerers,"    I 

thoi>^S,ih'„t„^i°J-,  Do  you  '"'°^^'  I  >««eve 
this  Satanic  fetfchwlh^th^^  offer  human  sacrifices  to 
of  that  sort."         '  *''"*'  '^  *  '''°"&ht  or  anything 

sca;«l??etve'th;rji'd'  LT"-''!;«?'  "^*  «*  ^-y  «"' 
hood  and  arhori7v  T!S?/f"V!l''  "  ^^^"  °^"  «veli. 
to  5 -rificedrrereSrnofh'^'^  St^doTe  5^°"''  '^^"^ 
hear^^^tin^'ruXiiZ-^^Si  -ay-  ^  I  went  I 
paid  no  attention  Littfedriirpi'^P"*  "'^"^"'  ''"^ 
in  his  pious  but  obstiSite''miJd^"'l^  Stiri!s%^^" 
that  If  no  one  else  would  remove  that  Woi  t  *'"^ 
ready  to  do  it  himself        ^'^""'^"^  tnat  idol  he  was  quite 

almosMSiil  bd'eed'^^Nr"'"'"  °^^/i''«'  business, 
of  his  dark  plTns"o  me  anS  ^^f  i^'"'''  ^L^  ''«=  ^"^^^^ 
just  went  on  wkh  his^l^rMl '  "  '^'^^°  ?'^'''«y-    "e 


The  Martyr's  Crown  89 

teinyrfi^'i„'"ei^«^,t^lS  S^'"  -"'  «  n«r  to 
he  had  ever  done  i„  h  «  liS^^  i""u  ""*"«'  ««  I  suppose 
day  Bickley's  sharo  eve  ri?.;^.^'  ''^PP*"<=*'  thus.    One 

about  with  wlS  £>ked  Hke^^'h'^^'  °^.^««'"  *«'Wng 
pocket.  ^''^°  '"'^  *  bo"le  of  whisky  in  his 

o«i.Si\Se?K'p'>« -jj.  :;^  •'"^  self-denying 
pegs  on  .he  sly,"  and  he  pLJ  ed"  o'^hrbi't  ^°"  "^' 
^^4  ^^^eZJS^if'J^^  S)  absorb 

that  its  label  may  have  mis/, dv^,?'  « ''>°"?h  I  admit 
far  as  I  am  concerned."  ^°"'  ""'"'entTonally,  so 

asked  BJckley"  ^°"  ^"'"^  ^°  ''o  *ith  the  paraffin?" 

awlSr,:'°'°"^    *''™"S''    his    tan    and    replied 

oneS'S,^?,-^^oodtok^^^^^^^^^ 

I  have  brought  it  here  wifh  fhl?    ?"«  s  skm.    Not  that 

's  that  I  am^anx  ousVexnerimelJ^''  ■.'y"^'\    '^^^  ^'"th 

own  design  made— um-!!^?  ^-  "'  *"h  «  ^amp  of  mv 

parted  in  a  hmy?    """"^^  "*"^«  ^ood."  ancf  he  d^ 

what  it  is  to  l^  and  Sck  fo  Tt  't  "^  ^'  "^'"^  as  To 
after  with  that  paraffin  ?No^  LJ  T",''^''  ^^^^  he  is 
patients  with  it,  I  hone  ^^J/"'"*?  'o  dose  any  of  my 
day  that  it  is  a  iearremi/    *  u'  ^':^"'"&  'he  other 


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90         When  the  World  Shook 

t^refArg'llr  o?r„"  l'„^cv"^""''.  -^ich  i  had  tried 
from  the  ship,  fished  "oattemnft'^'^J  •''"^  ''^"^ht 
our  position  b>  h^p  of  the  sST  In  tlSl""  h""  '"^'^  °' 
may  say,  I  failed  aCso  utefy  as  i  diS  „"  f  if"''''"^"''  ^ 
take  a  stellar  or  any  otherTCvitfo^.""'  ''""^  ^°^  '° 

the?a"ntTr^n  TTar°rSd°'thaT  th" "'  ''°"'"  '  ^^^^''"'^d.  by 

astonished  to  see  or  ;dth».r  ♦«  k„  telescope,   I  was 

natives  walWng  pastihe  ^1  oT  h'.^''"'  "."""^^  ''^  ^^e 
bush.    Then  f  rememhPrpH  ♦!,  V^  '"°"''='  towards  the 

think  had' informed trSa'SerwasTo  K^"*""'  ' 
sacrifice  to  Ore  at  dawn  on  t W  7  a,  "  S""^*' 
thought  no  mor-  of  th^m,^?.  k  .  ^^^^^  .'^'*"  t'''-''  I 
a  futile  study*^;?  thetea*^  ?/  bSieT"lT^S'tr 
n«:'''''  '"^  P";  *  P"'°<1  to  "ly  labours       ^''  '^' 

iitt.?5'iyr;Sa;;;:o'ft'ht^  '^^'^^"?^  ^-^  ^•^^^ 

half  a  mile  or  more  ^wav  amnn??^'  '"^''*'"'y  «*^«"' 
knew  concealed  the  imr«^of  Oro^  n'*'»5'''  ^'"■^''  ^ 
I  had  never  had  the  c^?,^si?J  tn  Ll,  *?'f  P«^«o"a"y 
was  only  a  hideous  Mn  tl7  u  °'''  ^^  ^  ''"«^  that  it 
other  bedizenmente  Thl  fl  °l*='  '^'*''  ^^^^hers  and 
into  the  still  Tir  and  was  tZ.S°l  T^''*'"'^  ''""'S^' 
by  the  sound  of  a  duH  pJ,in=r  ^^"^  ^°"^  'ater 
out.  Also  k  was  ?oIbwed^!  ±n";th-'"  T'""<=''  '*  ^^« 
of  rage  f.om  an  infuSS  Ib^     *'""^  ''^"^  ^'^^^ 

the^USndJmigtt  m'ean"  kf  "'f '^  ^r"<^-  -''"t 
Bickley,  who  hid  b^en  attlndin^^'"'^'''"  ^PP"^'-"^'^ 
and  asked  me  who  was  exSnf  ^""^  "i^^"'  ^^^se, 
him  that  I  had  no^Ia    "P'odmg  gunpowder.    I  told 

BasZ'Tp  to'^m'e  ILT'^T"'  "''  '^  th«t  ass 
wanted  that  pa rX  ^LTsten  t^^tl  ^  g^""^  why  he 
they  after?"  i-'sten  to  the  row.     What  are 


The  Martyr's  Crown 


91 

We'l^ll\"'^'7l '!.'"'  •*"«'  80  to  see." 
before  a  afr?'  *k"**  '?'*  "°'  '^^"ed  »  hundred  yards 

They  cook  him  like  a  pig i"      '  ®''"°''"  ^"''   «^*'' 
yust  what  I  expected,"  said  Bickley. 

a  loud  «plo,io„  .„J?,X  i„t,  Jfe^;"   Hi  "SS 

in,(  tK-      {'""IS,  Killed  nim.  Thereon  the  other  oriests 
N,i  th  '"'°P'^  '*'"'*'  '''«  ««"°^«'  «nd  made  him  S 
hi  r^»  K*^  '^"'^  *."fi^«?^*^  '"  •'eating  an  oven  in  wS 

Sm^  in  t-'n^ur'^^'brr"  ''  ^^  '^^^  ^'^^^  ^"^^  - 

£™    °""=:,P««P'«'»  «?ods  alone   bsteadorbbwinc 
them  up  with  gunpowder?"  oiowmg 

therein"?  ..e?""^''  ""^^'^-     ""°P«  -«  «hall  get 
"To  be  cooked  and  eaten  with  Bastin  I  "  wh^e^PW 
B.cklcy,  after  which  his  breath  gave  out.  ^ 

lr.n^*- "  <;''«"c«d  ^e  did,  for  these  stone  ovens  take  a 
^u^  1™V°  5''^*-    ^'^e^e  '^>'  the  edge  of  his  fiery  erave 

stood  Bas  in,  quite  unmoved,  smiling  indeed,  in  a  sort 
of  serapnic   way  which    irritated   ul  both   extremdv 
Round  h.m  danced  the  infuriated  prieste  of  Oro    a„^ 
round  them,    shrieking  and  howlin'^J  wV  ra^^'  ^^ 


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i  ] 


9a         When  the  World  Shook 

most  of  the  population  of  Orofena     Wii  r.,«i,-,i 

Ulna:  ^^-ssjtroi  sz  l  to.— 

I  stared  at  him  and  Bickley  gasped  out 
arc  ei'te^nT"'  '°  "^  "'*'"'  -''«'  ^oe^it  matter  why  you 


which  is  not  very  long. 

or  sorrerprc  «rh«  ™,-,_  j •     _     .  aumc  oi 


^°°jlS5u''"'>«  «  the  placid  Bastin!  ^"^   ""'" 

What  IS  the  matter?"  I  asked  sternly  of  the  chief 
This,   Fnend-from-the-Sea.     The  Be1^«,»r  rKJ 


I 

The  Martyr's  Crown  gj 

rfm  ,!™1T"°'  "K"""""  "'Hied  lo  produce  mm 
lu^aS'    *'"""•■  '"«  '«  '"«  P"""  U  did "S^ 

began  to  look  v»r«  ..^i       'rt        .  ""   '"C™-     llnnffs 

Gre^  HeaU  do^'you  not?     WeVl^""',  ^"f"  °^ 

.he  n,outh  with  rage.  rLhed  Jo^a 'd  Sn'^^^Tflub 
Suddenly  Bickley  lifted  his  revolver  anH  fir«i     tu 


I 


iHI; 


94         When  the  World  Shook 

turn^:Sts"had  ut^'-  ''^  -'""«''  ^^  dazed  at  the 
Where  to-the  ship?    We  might  hold  that  " 

cutti„ti>fft;^o:5ih?e^  ^n'^rv^^'^y  -« 

whe.  they  dare  nof  f^'us^^  ^  i^to.'y  '"ro^'^''^ 
Bick";."  ^^^  "^  ^°'"^  '°  "-  on  the  iste""asked 

"I  don't  know,"  I  recriied-  "h,,*  i 
that  if  we  stav  he^  weTaH  d'ie  "  '  ^  ^"^  '^^''^  ""«^'" 

V^Tweri,"hesaid;"letu^tryit." 
bonr"'   ^'   "^^^   ^P^'^'"S^   I  ^^s  cutting   Bastin's 

"Thank  you."   hp   <uiiH       "t*   • 
stretch  one's  ar^saCthPv  h        t  ^"^^^   '^"^^  »<> 
with  cords.    Bmat  the  L,ml^-    ''''t  ]^^"   compressed 

pit  loo,  to  look  for  ySnSv"i  is  2  ''^i'"!"  "" 
Have  done  enough  .^»chK'o™T™i'".;.  """'■  J""" 

-.n,oteJ?'3L"Lt';  !?„•  ST!!!'!.'"  ">' «.'. 

Uh  I  shut  It  and  trot,"  broke  in  Bicklev     «Tk« 
As  a  matter  Pf  fact,  we  were  never  in  any  real 


The  Martyr's  Crown  93 

ToXg'i„'wi°h^Port"hIt"ttf  •"'P'  half-hearted  indeed, 
at  IM.  „„„  Than  ,  „r  if™  V"'H'''n""^"'"« 

they  stood  surinr  .1  "s  ^SJfdly     B«r„  ',blS  "l"! 

oa  .he .downfall  of  .'•S^'S'ArG™™*?"  '°  "■"«" 
forebodin«'r,S    ■'»  •PP?!'?'  »  awate  memories  or 

|pS°atrmVSher;i'^^„SfS!frj?;r 
^Lr„ "- ^'  s.Ci^.otra.?r.=^«f' 
te%'&/rsaX„'dr.?L^^^^^^^^ 

^  *»,^''-^^^'""/  ff^""fle'^io"s  towards  the  mountain 
'^Do"^'?" !"«'  ^{^J -'"•<=\they  turned  and  departS 

Jiastm.       Evidently  my  words  have  touched  them  and 
their  minds  are  melting  beneath  the  light  of  Trmh." 


?l 


96         When  the  World  Shook 

",  "9u  '  \^^^  means,"  replied  Bickley  with  sarcasm; 
for  then  their  spears  will  touch  us,  and  our  bodies 
will  soon  be  melting  above  the  fires  of  that  pit." 

"Perhaps  you  are  richt,"  said  Bastin;  "at  least.  I 
admit  that  you  have  made  matters  very  difficult  by  your 
unjustifiable  homicide  of  that  priest  who  I  do  not  think 
"t^j*/*^,'"^"''^  y°".  seriously,  and  really  was  not  at  all 
a  bad  fellow,  though  opinionated  in  some  ways.  Also 
I  do  not  suppose  that  anybody  is  expected,  as  it  were! 
to  run  his  head  into  the  martyr's  crown.  When  it 
settles  there  of  itself  it  is  another  matter." 

"v'^^  a  butterfly  1"  exclaimed  the  enraged  Bickley. 

Yes,  if  you  like  to  put  it  that  way,  though  the 

srniae  seems  a  very  poor  one;  like  a  sunbeam  would  be 

Here  Bickley  gave  way  with  his  paddle  so  vigorously 
that  the  canoe  was  as  nearly  as  possible  upset  into  the 

In  due  course  we  reached  the  flat  Rock  of  Offerines 
which  proved  to  be  quite  as  wide  as  a  double  croquet 
lawn  and  much  longer.  ^ 

"What  are  those?"  I  asked,  pointing  to  certain 
knobs  on  the  edge  of  the  rock  at  a  spot  where  a  curved 
projecting  point  made  a  little  harbour. 

Bickley  examined  them,  and  answered  : 

"I  should  say  that  they  are  the  remains  of  stone 
mooring-posts  worn  down  by  many  thousands  of  years 
of  weather.  Yes,  look,  there  is  the  cut  of  the  cables 
upon  the  base  of  that  one,  and  very  big  cables  thev 
must  have  been." 

J  j^®  ^^^**^  *^  °"®  another— that  is,  Bickley  and  I 
did,  for  Bastin  was  still  engaged  in  contemplating  the 
blackened  head  of  the  god  which  he  had  overthrown 


CHAPTER   IX 


THE  ISLAND  IN  THE  LAKE 

We  made  the  canoe  fast  and  landed  on  the  great  rock 
to  perceive  that  .t  was  really  a  peninsula,   ^hat  Tt^ 
say,  It  was  joined  to  the  main  land  of  the  lake  island  by 

nP,r^l™^:?'^^^K*'""^  ^J%  yards  across,  which  ap- 
peared to  and  m  the  mouth  of  the  cave.  On  this  cause- 
way we  noted  a  very  remarkable  thing,  namely,  two 
grooves  separated  by  an  exact  distance  of  nin'^'  K 
Jhere  '"  """"^^  °^  ^^^  *=^^*'  ^"''  vanished 

"Explain  I "  said  Bickley. 

th»I''f^*'^f;."  ^  ^'f  ",''"''■"  ^y  countless  feet  walking  on 
them  for  thousands  of  years." 

Arhi.Sl'nf  ^''wK  /l*'*'''^*^  ^^^  ^^'  °f  observation, 
Arbuthnot.     What  do  you  say,  Bastin  ?  " 

replied  r'^''  ^'  ^''^  ^"""^^^  ^^'°''^^  ^'^  spectacles,  and 

hJ'J  .^°"'^  ,^^  anything,  except  that  I  can't  see  any- 
body  to  make  paths  here.  Indeed,  the  place  seems 
quite  unpopulated,  and  all  the  Orofenans  told  mftTa? 
they  never  landed  on  it  because  if  they  did  they  would 
aie.  It  IS  a  part  of  their  superstitious  nonsense  If 
you  have  any  idea  in  your  head  you  had  better  tell  us 
quickhr  before  we  breakfast.    I  am  very  hungry  " 

You  always  are,"  remarked  Bickley;  "even  when 
most  people's  appetites  might  have  been  affected.  Well" 
I  think  that  this  great  plateau  was  once  a  landing-plSi 

L/rpI"^  machines,  and  that  there  is  the  air-sl^^ 
g^arage. 

Bastin  stared  at  him. 
„  J'°°"'*  yo"  think  we  had  better  breakfast?"  he  said 
Ihere  are  two  roast  pigs  in  that  canoe,  and  lots  of 
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98         When  the  World  Shook 

other  food,  enough  to  last  us  a  week,  I  should  sav     Of 
course,  I  understand  that  the  blood  you  have  ahed  has 

— I_mean  as  the  principal  dish."  "'*==*">st  yonder 

Ririi.    "T  if!'>'''<'=™e.   not  you,  who  prevented   it 
SlorSs'^d""'""  """"*  '  '«■  """'"^y  •>'  «">.  ^ 

£?'pis;i.»  g^p'tltenf-itS  S.3  C  =11 

3^o"p^'/Sy\%..nh-t,irthS.t 
|^p£-^eiKSi.-&.r^l^»S" 

lit  in  the  depression,  possibly  as  a  bird  does  and  tlfen 

§Mer^SL-^-st~3: 

mght,  as  I  was  taking  a  class  of  native  boys  and  makinS 
some  arrangements  of  my  own  "  maKing 

feasible ^°A?h'  IT^^  ^'"!f^^-  ^^^"  seeiued  very 
w^     .  ^  yet  how  could  such  things  be?  ^ 

We  unloaded  the  canoe  and  ate.    Bistin's  aooetite 

was  splendid.    Indeed,  I  had  to  ask  him  to  reS2 

we'shlis  ti  zrzjr  "^^"^ '  ^'^  -  •'"--"- 

helped  himself  to  another  chop. 

of  Jlr^'w*^  ^  f*^""''^^  ''''»  «>  ™"ch.    Not  a  couDle 

and  e"[ln      But  Jh"  Th'''^"'  *°  "^^  ""^"^  ™"Sd 
and  eaten.     But  this  did  not  seem  to  affect  him  in  th*. 

i  ^in  ^*'!i"  *f -V^"  °"^y  ""«"  I  have  ever  known  with 
a  really  perfect  faith.    It  is  a  quality  worth  havfng  and 


The  Island  in  the  Lake         99 

the  ;fS,"tiS^B!X'^''"^  ^"^  h^'P  "^  to  haul  up 

past  is  going  to  shot  m^'s^nfe  on«  Stff'ten'''^ 

thing  else,  probaWv  of  hU?    ^  """^  thinking  of  some- 

andof  theSlcL?fivpH  ?"?;f'^^"  ^^'^  ""a'"  island 
stances  pre^?mih^'^^!lf°^t^sliour  which  circum- 

place  where  are  no  unbelfev/r^  ^T  ^  ^  ^'^'  P'^^"' 
and  all  sinners  wH?  bTSn^reJ  es«TTn"whth  "Th 
in    a    white    surplice    with    nil  T,!f  '       * .  "^^'  '^'^'^ 


•  1 

^        III 


r* 


I 


100       When  the  World  Shook 


1^4 

Iff 

I  ! 


wrong-headed  nuisance  to  which  he  had  become  accus- 
tomed. 

And  I !  What  did  I  feel  ?  I  do  not  know ;  I  cannot 
describe.  An  extraordinary  attraction,  a  semi-spiritual 
exaltation,  I  thinlt.  That  cave  mouth  might  have  been 
a  magnet  drawing  my  soul.  With  my  body  I  should 
have  been  afraid,  as  I  daresay  I  was,  for  our  circuuv 
stances  were  sufficiently  desperate.  Here  we  were, 
castaways  upon  an  island,  probably  uncharted,  one  of 
thousands  in  the  recesses  of  a  vast  ocean,  from  which 
we  had  little  chance  of  escape.  More,  having  offended 
the  religious  instincts  of  the  primeval  inhabitants  of 
that  island,  we  had  been  forced  to  flee  to  a  rocky  moun- 
tain in  the  centre  of  a  lake,  where,  after  the  food  we 
had  brought  with  us  by  accident  was  consumed,  we 
should  no  doubt  be  forced  to  choose  between  death  by 
starvation,  or,  if  we  attempted  to  retreat,  at  the  hands 
of  justly  infuriated  savages.  Yet  these  facts  did  not 
oppress  me,  for  I  was  being  drawn,  drawn  to  I  knew 
not  what,  and  if  it  were  to  doom — well,  no  matter. 

Therefore,  none  of  us  cared  '■  Bastin  because  his  faith 
was  equal  to  any  emergency  and  there  was  always  that 
white-robed  heaven  waiting  for  him  beyond  which  his 
imagination  did  not  go  (I  often  wondered  whether  he 
pictured  Mrs.  Bastin  as  also  waiting;  if  so,  he  never 
said  anytlting  about  her) ;  Bickley  because  as  a  child  of 
the  Present  and  a  servant  of  knowledge  he  feared  no 
future,  believing  it  to  be  for  him  non-existent,  and 
was  careless  as  to  when  his  strenuous  hour  of  life 
should  end;  and  I  because  I  felt  that  yonder  lay  my 
true  future;  yes,  and  my  true  past,  even  though  to 
discover  them  I  must  pass  through  that  portal  which 
we  know  as  Death. 

We  reached  the  mouth  of  the  cave.  It  was  a  vast 
place;  perhaps  the  arch  of  it  was  a  hundred  feet  high, 
and  I  could  see  that  once  all  this  arch  had  been  adorned 
with  sculptures.  Protected  as  these  were  by  the  over- 
hanging rock,  for  the  sculptured  mouth  of  the  cave  was 
cut  deep  into  the  mountain  face,  they  were  still  so  worn 
that  it  was  impossible  to  discern  their  details.    Time  had 


ilie  Island  in  the  Lake 


f^^o  have  wo..ef£  tn'  C&,^rsS£ 

f'-om''Lubsequenr'^xaminMin""''   ^'"^^^''   ^°^'^«   when 
entire   mouth   of   t4   cavi    k^/'k    "^"^"^''    ">at    th/. 
unnumbered  aees     It  ,v^fi  k     "''    "'^^n   scaled   uo   for 
'o'd.  me  the  mountai:''in'Ve"]f?''^,^e^  that  Ma'^ama 
dunng;  the  frightful  cydone   n  wSh  ^""^   ''^^    """^h 
and  with    t  the  rivA  ;v.„ H     ,  ?^"'ch  we  were  wrerkpH 
invisible..    F^;ih':  ma  ^J  "ot  Phr'^-'j'  ^S 
was  obvious  that  somethKfTh     "  '"""ntain  side  it 
yery  recently,  at  any  rate  In  th^  '°"  '^^'^  happened 
|s,  either  the  flat  rock  ha r^        .^  ^^^'^'"  face.     That 
been  thrown  upwards       '"''  """'^  "'^  ^^e  volcano  had 

when"we  foun'd' i?'  ^lVi\'T  ''""  "^^  -  ''  was 
way  that  the  tab le-rock  \nV^  ^°"^  ^o^"  in  such  a 
Now  this  entrance  was  on,eS/^«'ed  the  entrance 

of  course  there  was  a  break Tn  ft,''P^"'u^"^  ^^'^°^Sh 
which  I  have  sookpn    ,  "  ^^^'"'  the  erooves  of 

slightly  different'Teve"  from  fh"  .'"'°  l^^  «ve^a°  onl/a 
the  flat  rock.  And  yet  Tltufl  k  \'''*''' '"^^^  "Pon 
sheltered  by  a  great  s^n-l^  i    ?"8:h  they  had  be  „  th^s 

these  sculpLef  w^re^^Vaw^^Tb'v"  IH  '^^/''^-.S 
Of  course,  however    thi=  ™»   Y    ^  T^  tooth  of  Time 
before  the^  were  buried  b  som^e  anW  ^^^"'""^  *°  ^h^m 
thus^resurrected  at  the  "hr^f^o^ LrS^^' -  f| 

of  '\e;?c"ruiSatfarV^inTsV^  f'--  -^'^-'-n 
mouth  of  that  great  place  lilowfn"*":."'^  ^^^  yawning 
■n  the  deep  grooves  that 'l  I  Iv.^  ^"^  indeed  walkinf 
■t  seemed  to^pen  oVt  as  a  courtv^r!]""-'^-  P'-^^entlf 
of  a  passage;  fes,  to  open  on  to2m^  ""^^*  "'  '^^  end 
>n  that  gloom  we  could  hm  L^Z  ""^^  ^^'''t  ""'^^'"^f 


102       When  the  World  Shook 

from  far,  far  away.     Bickley  and  I  said  nothing;  we 
were  too  overcome.    But  Bastin  remarked : 

"Did  you  ever  go  to  Olympia?  I  did  once  to  see 
a  kind  of  play  where  the  people  said  nothing,  only  ran 
about  dressed  up.  They  told  me  it  was  religious,  the 
sort  of  thing  a  clergyman  should  study.  I  didn't  think 
it  religious  at  all.  It  was  all  about  a  nun  who  had  a 
baby.'^ 

"Well,  what  of  it?"  snapped  Bickley. 

"Nothing  particular,  except  that  nuns  don't  have 
babies,  or  if  they  do  the  fact  should  not  be  advertised. 
Rut  I  wasn't  thinking  of  that.  I  was  thinking  that  this 
place  is  like  an  underground  Olympia." 

"Oh,  be  quiet !  "  I  said,  for  tnough  Bastin's  descrip- 
tion was  not  bad,  his  monotonous,  drawling  Voice  jarre< 
on  me  in  that  solemnity. 

"Be  careful  where  you  walk,"  whispered  Bickley, 
for  even  he  seemed  awed,  "there  may  be  pits  in  this 
floor." 

"I  wish  we  had  a  light,"  I  said,  halting. 

"If  candles  are  of  any  use,"  broke  in  Bastin,  "as  it 
happens  I  have  a  packet  in  my  pocket.  I  took  them 
with  me  this  morning  for  a  certain  purpose." 

"Not  unconnected  with  the  paraffin  and  the  burning 
of  the  idol,  I  suppose?"  said  Bickley.  "Hand  them 
over." 

"Yes;  if  I  had  been  allowed  a  little  more  time  I 
intended " 

"Never  mind  what  you  intended;  we  know  what 
you  did  and  that's  enough,"  said  Bickley  as  he  snatched 
the  packet  from  Bastin's  hand  and  proceeded  to  undo 
it,  adding,  "  By  heaven  !  I  have  no  matches,  nor  have 
you,  Arbuthnot  I " 

"I  have  a  dozen  boxes  of  wax  vestas  in  my  other 
pocket,"  said  Bastin.  "You  see,  they  burn  so  well 
when  you  want  to  get  up  a  fire  on  a  damp  idol.  As  you 
may  have  noticed,  the  dew  is  very  heavy  here." 

In  due  course  these  too  were  produced.  I  took 
possession  of  them  as  they  were  too  valuable  to  be  left 
in  the  charge  of  Bastin,  and,  extracting  a  box  from  the 


The  Island  in  the  Lake        103 

tff^riet^Tlik^^lSseT^^^  ^''"^^  *"«'  °^  the  short 

Presently  they  bii^ed^  "  caj-nage-lamps. 
light  which%ow^ever.  ^reP„'o?^^?3  '^°  ^«'"'  stars  of 
us  either  the  roof  or'th^side^of  7h,^  *"°"^'i  '°  «'>o^ 
their  aid   we   pursued   our    path     «  li''?',,^'*"^'-    ^^ 
grooves  till  suddenly  these  «m«'.„         following   the 
around  us  was  a  flat  E  ^  -    L°  *!?.  ^"*'-    Now  all 
ceived  clearly  when  we^^hpH  "^^  ''t"='''  «  ^^  per- 
gathered  thic^kly  on  h  in'^  the  1^,^"  '^  ''"«'  that  Tad 
Trom  the  gradual  dis  ntepration  ofTh °^^^'''  ''°"^tles., 
once  been  polished  tHl  K«"hVH  hV'^"^  ^^"^'  ^ad 
deed,  certain  cracks  in  JLT       '*''  ^^^^^  marble.    In. 
filled  in  with^m'edarkS^iouZ^PP""'"'^  ',°  ^^^'^  be"" 
ing  at  them  while  BicKvLnH     T  «"*•    ^  ''"o^  look- 
a  fittle  forward,  an?  SX"1^[!^  f  to  the  right  and 
him    Bastin  sticking^  cK'i'""^''^^  f^-  }  ^yalked  to 
candle,  as  did  the  little  dot   t        ^  ^  ^'^  the  other 
these  new  surround  "Js  and  J^hh"^'  *.''°  '^''^  "°t  like 
"Look,"  saw  Bickflv    hoW?ni'^  not   eave  my  heels, 
tell  me-what's  that?"  ^'  "^  "P  '"^  <=«"<"^.  "and 

of  g^Sing'VoSmLfr^r  T*  ^""■°"''  «^"«tire 
ap/eared  tf  S'conSec.^'^b^wtL""'^^^  '^^^ 
might  have  been  forty  fe«hi^^      ^      J^^^   structure 

eve/.'^e^XdV"^""'  '°^  '  ^^  thi^nkif  J^^Bastin.  how- 

thinVlf^'^;;V°b?,h\"^Sa/ntc;X'^'  ''"^^  ^''-"^ 
some  people  who  lived  here  T^nt  f  '^^'^  '"  ^^ich 

it  was  an  aviary.  LS,k  a?t&,l  r»?  /^'.°'  P^'-'^^PS 
monkeys  to  climb  ^  or  oSh  I  f  '^"^^"l^o'  'he 
sit  on."  ^'  possibly  for  the  birds  to 

Bickley''   ^°"    '"'"    '^   ''^"'t   tame   angels?"    asked 
angeiTn  a  Lge '^fe'^^'-k '    How  can  you  keep  an 
"Aeroplane I"  I  almost  whispered  to  Bickley. 


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104       When  che  World  Shook 

"You've  got  it  I"  he  answered.  "The  framework 
of  an  aeroplane  and  a  jolly  large  one,  too.  Only  why 
hasn't  it  oxidised?" 

"Some  indestructible  metal,"  I  suggested.  "Gold, 
for  instance,  does  not  oxidise." 

He  nodded  and  said  : 

"We  shall  have  to  dig  it  out.  The  dust  is  feet  thick 
about  it ;  we  can  do  nothing  without  spades.    Come  on." 

We  went  round  to  the  end  of  the  structure,  whatever 
it  might  be,  and  presently  came  to  another.  Again  we 
went  on  and  came  to  another,  all  of  them  being  berthed 
exactly  in  line. 

"What  dd  I  tell  you?"  said  Bickley  in  a  voice  of 
triumph.  "A  whole  garage  full,  a  regul.ir  fleet  of 
aeroplanes  t " 

"That  must  be  nonsense,"  said  Bastin,  "for  I  am 
quite  sure  that  these  Orofenans  cannot  make  such  things. 
Indeed  they  have  no  metal,  and  even  cut  the  throats  of 
pigs  with  wooden  knives." 

Now  I  began-  to  walk  forward,  bearing  to  the  left  so 
as  f  regain  our  former  line.  We  could  do  nothing 
with  these  metal  skeletons,  and  I  felt  that  there  must  be 
more  to  find  beyond.  Presently  I  saw  something  loom> 
ing  ahead  of  me  and  quickened  my  pace,  only  to  recoil. 
For  there,  not  thirty  feet  away  and  perhaps  three  hun- 
dred yards  from  the  mouth  of  the  cave,  suddenly  ap- 
peared  what  looked  like  a  gigantic  man.  Tommy  saw 
it  also  and  barked  as  dogs  do  when  they  are  frightened, 
and  the  sound  of  his  yaps  echoed  endlessly  from  every 
quarter,  which  scared  him  to  silence.  Recovering  my- 
self I  went  forward,  for  now  I  guessed  the  truth.  It 
was  not  a  man  but  a  statue. 

The  thing  stood  upon  a  huge  base  which  lessened 
by  successive  steps,  eight  of  them,  I  think,  to  its  summit. 
The  foot  of  this  base  may  have  been  a  square  of  fifty 
feet  or  rather  more;  the  real  support  or  pedestal  of  the 
statue,  however,  was  only  a  square  of  about  six  feet. 
The  figure  itself  was  a  little  above  life-size,  or  at  any 
rate  above  our  life-size,  say  seven  feet  in  height.  It 
was  very  peculiar  in  sundry  ways. 


The  Island  in  the  Lake        105 

projecled  one  arm,  the  rieTrin  fh?^  "i"*.  w«PPing» 
the  likeness  of  .  lighted  Sh    Vh.  k^!1**  °'  *''•'='>  *" 
it  was  that  of  a  man    w■n/^'''!!^'^'""°'v«"«'• 
vi3aged;  the  counwnani  I'^'L'Si  '^'"-"PPcd.  stern- 
"nutterable  ca^m    „  d^  J^^k"^"*,  ^  »"  "*^">  -nd 
benign.    On  th"  b?ow^^  1  ttl  ?.^^"u^'"!?  ""'^  '«» 
unlike  an  Eastern  mrK=n^  *  ^^^'hed  head-dress,  not 
wings  reseSg   n  l^m'e  "eL:!""  »P™"g  two  litt?e 
Greek  head  of  HySnra    lord^'of  4^"  °"o"«^  ^"""O"' 
foWs  of  the  wrapKs  'on  the  L?u"P-     ^"*'*"  ^^e 
wings,  enormous  winfs  bent  liU  ,h    »P""^J*°  '''''er 
to  take  flight.    In3  ,h!     I  ,    ^^°^  °^  «  bird  about 
suggested  that  it  ^Is  sor!n^r„°i%""''"'^  °^  «*•»«  «?"'« 
was  executed  in  bkck  Cf  nr^i"*"  ""^  '°  ''"■    It 
and  very  highly  fi„Tshed^P„,^'"f  '"°"'=  °^  '^e  sort, 
feet  and  the  frm  which  held  »h-»  '"k'*"*";'  °"  '''^  bar^ 
muscle  and  evTn  some  of  ,hlV°"'''  '•■?"'*'  ^  ^«'t  ..ery 
the  details  of  the  S  werl  ner?i!?f.'    ^"  *''^?'""  ^^"^ 
touch,  although  at  first ^f^ht'^^„f"-^J?*'"P''^'«  to  the 
surface.     Thfs   tas  as^eS LeS   bv^'Jr  °k"-  '^'  '""»"•' 
pedesul  and  feeling  th"e":?eSou^rht"ds'"^  on   the 

theS^VndTe^m'&tel:^*  Vo  ^^^^^^  "-  «' 

He^SJ'trhl^rKS^rttlr '1  «^»-- 
that  such  accuracy  could  hl!^  k«-     *''°"g''t  it  possible 

worldng  in  so  haj;,Tmaterra1 ''''"  ^'^*=''''*'  ^^  «"  ««'« 

ciosSy'^'iL  trt^o'iYs";!;:;^  ^ir^'*'''  *'""^  -'-  - 

expressed  our  Snbns  of^?«  •  °«'^'  *"^  '"  turn 
thought  that  if  tho^  ?hings  doSnXf  ^""'-  .»^"" 
rematns  of  aeroplanes,  Xch  he  did  n^  k  ^^"^  *''« 
statue  had  somerhing   o  do  with  flvL    I  """i-  '^^ 

by  the  fact  that  it  ha^  win«  ««  •»  ?^  ^'  ^  w^^  shown 
Also,  he  added.  IfS-'exa^^  °"  'the'fatXt°'!l''''- 

be  was  right,  tnii^^ J^^V  ;X^X^-^ol 


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M6       When  the  World  Shook 

which  we  should  do  well  to  destroy  «t  once  before  the 
islanders  came  to  worship  it.  * 

"'SL't^of  T.*l  M?  '^^  "  he  listened  to  him. 

you.  JS?^i;,X.tiai!" '"•"'•  "°-~y'  Oh« 

Here  I  may  sute  thkt  Bastin  was  quite  rieht  as  we 
rS**^h' ^''"'"••'^  T.'^J"  **  compared  the  Sd  "thS 

aw«vCi?h  hi™  "vT/h  ^  «™J'»?«d.  he  had  brSuiht 
away  with  him,  vith  that  of  the  statue.  Allowing 
for  an  enormous  debasement  of  art,  they  were  wsLn^ 
tially  Identical  in  the  facial  character  sties.    Th?s  wo"kl 

«Eio!?/  t"""}'  °^  "  ■'"^•''°"  'trough  countleS 
pnerations.    Or  of  course  it  may  have  been  accidenul. 

L^.'^'^  '  ""^  "°'  '^"°*'  ''"'  ^  think  it  possible  tha 
for   unknown    centuries   other  old  statues   may   have 
existed  in  Orofena  from  which  the  idol  wm  cS^^.    Or 

wa*!;'.,.  fh-".!  *"•''  ""P'"""  'P'"'  ""y  have  found  nis 
u^„V-  ""^^  '"  P*!.'  f«f*5  ""<•  fashioned  the  local  god 
upon  this  ancient  model.  '' 

Bickley  was  struck  at  once,  as  I  had  been,  with  the 
resemblance  of  the  figure  to  that  of  the  Egypdan  Osi  is 
Of  course  there  were  differences.  For  inftance,  insteid 
of  the  crook  and  the  scourge,  this  divinity  held  a  torch. 
Again,  in  place  of  the  crown  of  Egypt  it  wore  a  winged 
head-dress,  though  it  is  true  this  was  not  very  far  re- 
moved from  the  winged  disc  of  that  countnr.  The 
wings  that  sprang  from  its  shoulders,  however,  sug- 

hnn!lh?»^^'°"'%",'''".**'*".^«yP*'  °'  the  Assyrian 
bulls  that  are  similarly  adorned.  All  of  these  symbolical 
Ideas  might  have  been  taken  from  that  figure.  But 
what  was  It?    What  was  it? 

In  a  flash  the  answer  came  to  me.  A  representation 
of  the  spir:t  of  Death !  Neither  more  nor  less.  There 
was  the  shroud;  there  the  cold,  inscrutable  countenance 
suggesting  mysteries  that  it  hid.  But  the  torch  and  the 
wings?  Well,  the  torch  was  that  which  lighted  souls 
to  the  other  world,  and  on  the  wings  they  flew  thither. 
Whoever  fashioned  that  statue  hoped  for  another  life, 
or  so  I  was  convinced. 

I  explained  my  ideas.    Bastii!  thought  them  fanciful 


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The  Island  in  the  Lake       107 

in  any  religion  exceof  hi,  ow^n' u'."^'**'"*  '?'"'"«' 

.«:,;'iJx '""'"''  '■'-*«"«.  sift  .'S'i^^^^ 

caves  and  idols  at  present  ^""^  "°  """^ 

are'K„SToW^t"'lrdo^?^«,'„ff^J^^^^ 
we  can  prevent  it   for  ^o  ™  J     .  "^  "P  "O'e  ^ 

very  bac^yTatS  on.  Vw  S3?n1 ,?"'  *"  ^""  '^°' 
pass  the  mouth  of  thi*  r«™^-  .^^'°  ""^  P°<=''««  com- 
at  the  begin" nVit  was  o7i!nI^T,  ''".f  ''*•'^•  P^'^^^Iy 

purposes^,/  ast?onom1ca?Tb"?,?ati?n  Sr  ofZ^  T  '°' 
certain  periods  of  the  vear  FVnm  ?i,  °^*<^"''lp  at 
sun  when  we  landU  «n^»!         i  T  "'^  Position  of  the 

that  iu^  now  ?t  les  a toMexartr^"'"^-'  '■'"^^'""^ 
mouth  of  the  cave  If  thiL^-=  ^'^''^  opposite  to  the 
a  time  at  east^he  llU^  ,h  ^^  to-'"orrow  at  dawn,  for 
statue,  and  Srhaos  \unLf  "^u^V^^^  ^  ^"  '^  'he 
should  wait'lIlten'tTe'xpio,?'^  '  '"^^*  '^  '""^  -« 


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xo8       When  the  World  Shook 

..t  i£hlfo?&\T.f  ^^f'"-  "^  ^*  hin,  sniffing 
therefor  pIrhlpsl'sSke""  '  ''''"''  '""''^  '«  ^  -^  '" 
with^"h?s  Wa!!^''  ''*'^"  ''"  '^^""^^  "  "'"e  was  Tommy 

peak      Thb'ploved  "tot  ^  "''''  ^!.""?  ^''^  ^^^^^  "^  ^he 

and  continuous  bombardment       ^"^J""''^  *°  «  t^nSc 
climYJhe%7ak1n  3'to  e  "^  ''^'^"J'  ^'^  '''  *°  -°^k  to 

r  have  s^:t-^^:^-^^-^s^^:^^ 


The  Island  in  the  Lake        109 

fracments  wl  ,  \%'  "°'^'  PO"nded  into  dust  and 
sone  !o  what^e  had^f  f''  T'  '^^  ^^°''^"  blocks  o1 
near  the  Sc^T  The  crater   fnr  ^°>h   '"T'^'  ^^'^''^'^  ^^oo^ 

make  out  when  weTrHv^H  '^'''"  "«  "^st.  AH  we  could 
some  grearbuUdiL  for  >  '  '^^'  ^T  ^""^  """^^  ^t^od 
alsotLell^^uK^^^^^^ 

had  brokerup  the  ed  fice  1]^^  h'"'"^''  '^'  ^.""^  "^^or 
shattered  it  with  hfs  th^?,^^^?.  u    ''^'"T"'  °'    ""^  ^^^^ 


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CHAPTER   X 

THE  DWELLERS  IN  THE  TOMB 

By  now  it  was  drawing  towards  sunset,  so  we  made  such 
preparations  as  we  could  for  the  night.  One  of  these 
was  to  collect  dry  driftwood,  of  whicS  an  abundance  la^ 
upon  the  shore,  to  serve  us  for  firing,  though  unfor- 
Jimitely  we  had  nothing  that  we  could  cook  for  our 

While  we  were  thus  engaged  we  saw  a  canoe  ap- 
proach.ng  the  table  rock  and  perceived  that  in  it  were 
the  chief  Marama  and  a  priest.  After  hovering  about 
for  a  while  they  paddled  the  canoe  near  enough  fo  allow 
of  conversation  which,  taking  no  notice  of  their  pre- 
sence,  we  left  it  to  them  to  befin.  ^ 

;„J'^'  Pr'end-from-the-Sea,"  called  Marama,  address- 
ing myself,  we  come  to  pray  you  and  the  Great  Healer 
to  return  to  us  to  be  our  guests  as  before.    The  people 

t?«rr'^'*7.f  '^■^^^"^^^  ^^^^""^  o^  the  loss  of  your 
wisdom    and  the  sick  cry  aloud  for  the  Healer;  indeed 
two  of  those  whom  he  has  cut  with  knives  are  dyine." 
Bastin."  °^  '^^  Bellower?"  I  asked,  indiclting 

thJ'<^^  f!?"."'*^  ^^^  '°  ^^  ^'"^  I'^ck  also,  Friend-from- 
the-Sea,  that  we  may  sacrifice  and  eat  him,  who  de- 

his    ri    °""  ^"'^  '^"^^'^  *^^  "^^'^''  '°  '''" 

"That  is  most  unjust,"  exclaimed  Bastin.  "I  deeply 
lEl  -1^  blood  that  was  shed  on  the  occasion,  un- 
necessarily as  I  think." 

"Then  go  and  atone  for  it   with  your  own,"  said 
Bickley,  "and  everybody  will  be  pleased." 
Waving  to  them  to  be  silent,  I  said  : 
Are  you  mad,  Marama,  that  you  should  ask  us  to 
no 


The  Dwellers  in  the  Tomb     m 

return  to  sojourn  among  people  who  tried  to  kill  us, 
merely  because  the  Bellower  caused  fire  to  burn  an 
image  of  wood  and  its  head  to  fly  from  its  shoulders, 
just  to  show  you  that  it  had  no  power  to  hold  itself 
together,  although  you  call  it  a  god  ?  Not  so,  we  wash 
our  hands  of  you ;  we  leave  you  to  go  your  own  way 
while  we  go  ours,  till  perchance  in  a  day  to  come,  after 
many  misfortunes  have  overtaken  you,  you  creep  about 
our  feet  and  with  prayers  and  offerings  beg  us  to 
return." 

I  paused  to  observe  the  effect  of  my  words.  It  was 
excellent,  for  both  Marama  and  the  priest  wrung  their 
hands  and  groaned.    Then  I  went  on  : 

"Meanwhile  we  have  something  to  tell  you.  We 
have  entered  the  cave  where  you  said  no  man  might  set 
a  foot,  and  we  have  seen  him  who  sits  within,  the  true 
god.  •  (Here  Bastin  tried  to  interrupt,  but  was  sup- 
pressed by  Bickley.) 

They  looked  at  each  other  in  a  frightened  way  and 
groaned  more  loudly  than  before. 

"He  sends  you  a  message,  which,  as  he  told  us:  of 
your  approach,  we  came  to  the  shore  to  deliver  to  you." 
How  can  you  say  that?"  !  agan  Bastin,  but  was 
again  violently  suppressed  by  Bickley. 

"  It  is  that  he,  the  real  Oro,  rejoices  that  the  false 
Oro,  whose  far  is  copied  from  his  face,  has  been  de- 
stroyed. It  is  .iiat  he  commands  you  day  by  day  to 
bring  food  in  plenty  and  lay  it  upon  the  Rock  of 
Offerings,  not  forgetting  a  supply  of  fresh  fish  from  the 
sea,  and  with  it  all  those  things  that  are  stored  in  the 
house  wherein  we,  the  strangers  from  the  sea,  deigned 
to  dwell  awhile  until  we  left  you  because  in  your 
wickedness  you  wished  to  murder  us." 

"And  if  we  refuse— what  then?"  asked  the  priest, 
speaking  for  the  first  time. 

"Then  Oro  will  send  death  and  destruction  upon 
you.  Then  your  food  shall  fail  and  you  shall  perish  of 
sickness  and  want,  and  the  Oromatuas,  the  spirits  of  the 
great  dead,  shall  haunt  you  in  your  sleep,  and  Oro  shall 
eat  up  your  souls." 


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"2        When  the  World  Shook 

the-Sea ?"        '''    '°""'"*'    ^''^^    ^hen.    Friend-from- 
'"ST/rr^'^T-^^^  and  in 

would  do  our  best    hut  r^lZ  "^^P''^^  '^^t  we 

their  offence  ;^vervgre°t       *^"''^"'''  "°"^'"^  ^'"^^ 

line  of  retreaf."  ^^  '^"''  ^°  ''^^^'  ^^  sure  of  ««; 

Bastin.^'J^emlto^metrr  jf "  «^?Pit«'."  exclaimed 
not  has  just  tddTresuffirLr.f'V'^*  lies  which  Arbuth- 

of  quoting?  ™™'an  *l.ir;  "'!;*  '"'"  »"  »»  fond 


The  Dwellers  in  the  Tomb     113 

must  do  as  the  Romans  do;  also  a  third,  that  necessity 

iir-'T  ^"^  ^S'  the  matter  of  that,  a  fourth?  t^a?ah 
IS  fair  in  love  and  war." 

to  'hlT^hI%^t^^^7'  "'^'  ^^"^  "^^'^^  "««"t  his  words 
Lrn  "1  <i^ba^d  sense  which  you  attribute  to 
I-      T~  ,  began  Bastin,  but  at  this  point  I  hustled 

hi"l,oH  K  ^^  V?  ^"■^'^  P'*^^**^  "'  wh'ch  I  pointed  out 
he  had  shown  himself  an  expert. 

We  slept  that  night  under  the  overhanging  rock  just 
to  one  side  of  the  cave,  not  in  the  mouth,  becausi  of 

Tn  ,h  t"^^.'  '"^l^'t  ^'^'^  '"  ^"d  o"t  of  the  great  place. 
In  that  soft  and  balmy  clime  this  wa<=  no  hirdship,  al- 
though we  lacked  blankets.  And  yei,  tired  though  I 
was,  I  could  not  rest  as  I  should  have  done.  Bistin 
snored  away  contentedly,  quite  unaffected  by  his  escape 
which  to  him  was  merely  an  incident  in  the  day's  work- 
and  so,  too,  slumbered  Bickley,  except  that  he  did  not 
snore.  But  the  amazement  and  the  mystery  of  all  that 
we  had  discovered  and  of  all  that  might  be  left  for  us 
to  discover,  held  me  back  from  sleep. 

What  did  it  mean?     What  could  it  mean?     Mv 

rnX\'^"t^%'"'^''u^P  f'''"8^^  ^"d  seeded  to  vibrate 
to  the  touch  of  invisible  fingers,  although  I  could  not 

1"  hE»  T^  k"'"^^''  *^^'  \^^y  '"^^^-  On'^e  or  twice  also 
tno"gnt  I  heard  actual  music  with  my  physical  ears, 
and  that  of  a  strange  quality.  Soft  and  low  and  dream- 
lul.  It  appeared  to  well  from  the  recesses  of  the  vast 
cave,  a  wailing  song  in  an  unknown  tongue  from  the 

h^^nl  ^°'"^^i.°'' °^  ^  ''■*""^"'  multiplied  mysteriously 
by  echoes.    This,  however,  must  have  Leen  pure  fancv 
since  there  was  no  singer  there. 

.oimH^^f"*'^  ^  1°f  ^  ?^'  ^°  ^  awakened  by  the  sudden 
sound  of  a  great  fish  leaping  in  the  lake.  I  sat  up  and 
stared,  fearing  lest  it  might  be  the  splash  of  a  paddle, 
tor  I  could  not  put  from  my  mind  the  possibility  of 
attack.  All  I  saw,  however,  was  the  low  line  of  the 
distant  shore,  and  above  it  the  bright  and  setting  stars 
that  heralded  the  coming  of  the  sun.  Then  I  woke  the 
others,  and  we  washed  and  ate,  since  once  the  sun  rose 
time  would  be  precious. 


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«4       When  the  World  Shook 

-n^^'  '*,"?"'.  '^  app'-Jred,  splendid  in  a  cloudless  skv 
and,  as  I  Tiad  hop--..,  directly  opposite  to  the  rn^th  ^ 

HHf'^IL  ^u^'u"«  °"''  ^^"'"^^  ^"^  some  stout  p°ec2  3 
driftwood  which,  with  our  knives,  we  had  shapeTon 
the  previous  evening  to  serve  us  as  levers  and  m.i^h 
shovels,  we  entered  the  cave.  Bickley  and  I  were  fillJ 
with  excitement  and  hope  of  what  we  knew  „«*  k!  , 
Bast  n  showed  little  ent1,usiasm  for  our  quest  '  hS 
heart  was  w.th  his  half-converted  savages  Cnd  the 
lake,  and  of  them,  qu  te  riehtlv  I  hav^  nn,  X..k*  k 
thought  more  than  \e  difor  a  1  the  archtofiiil 
treasures    n  the  whole  earth      fitiu    VT  ^*"^'^"*o'og  cal 

the  blackened  head  o?  Orfwith  "h  m'^h'^^'^'wUh  ""n^ 
conscious  humour,  he  had  used  as  a  pillow  through  the" 

sto^e  ••  Ar^'T^l'??  ^''*'  ""  ^««  «ft"  all  s^ftef  than 
stone.  Also,  I  believe  that  in  his  heart  he  honed  tha^ 
he  might  find  an  opportunity  of  destroying  fhrbi^e! 
and  earlier  edition  of  Oro  in  the  cave   hpfo^  i*  «,-.^i^ 

/aalaX.'?ecteJ,°rc^e  d^^^tt  afi^rEE 
dark  p  aces.  When  we  reached  tfe  statue  I  learned  tt 
ZT  '  ^l^«"'embered  the  smell  he  had  detected  at  its 
nr^.J  /"'  P'''"^"'  "^^y'  ^^'""^  Bastin  supposed  to 
rnvTstl^trs.'  "^'  ^"'  "^^  ^"'^-^  *°  co^LZ\Ts 
We  went  straight  to  the  statue,  although  Bicklev 
passed  the   half-burled  machines  w  th   evidfnt  reJw 

;J;^ritt^  '"P'-h'  '•'"  ^'''^"^  "■^^*  ^'  the  Sng  sun^ Si 
^^  J-       Vir**  '■*''^'  ^«^ealing  all  its  wondrous  work- 
mansh-D  and  the  majestv-for  no  other  word  desSs 
^^  \u  *°'"^^^«'  terrifying  countenance  that  ZpS!d 
above  the  wrappings  of  the  shroud.    Indeed,  I  was^on 
v.nced  that  originally  this  monument  had  beeniaad" 
here  m  order  that  on  certain  days  of  the  vMr  ♦!,» 
might  fall   upon   It  thus,  when  "^^robably  "Xorshippe",^ 
assembled  to  adore  their  hallowed  symbol.     AfS'^T 
this  was  common  in  ancient  days  :  witness  thi.  l„.f,^!!l 
of  the  awful  Three  who  sit  in  th^deSest  recesJs  of  ^ 
temple  of  Abu  Simbel,  on  the  Nile.  ^^^^^^^  of  the 


The  Dwellers  in  the  Tomb     115 

T  j^®  /"^  *"*•  grazed  our  fill,  at  least  Bickley  and 
I  did,  for  Bastin  was  occupied  in  making  a  careful 
comparison  between  the  head  of  his  wooden  Oro  and 
that  of  the  statue. 

"There  is  no  doubt  that  they  are  very  much  alike," 
he  said.  "Why,  whatever  is  that  dog  doing?  I  think 
It  IS  going  mad,"  and  he  pointed  to  Tommy  who  was 
digging  furiously  at  the  base  of  the  lowest  step,  as  at 
home  I  have  seen  him  do  at  roots  that  sheltered  a 
rabbit. 

Tommy's  energy  was  so  remarkable  that  at  length  it 
seriously  attracted  our  attention.  Evidently  ht  meant 
that  It  should  do  so,  for  occasionally  he  sprang  back 
to  me  barking,  then  returned  and  sniffed  and  scratched. 
Bickley  knelt  down  and  smelt  at  the  stone. 

It  IS  an  odd  thing,  Humphrey,"  he  said,  "but  there 
is  a  strange  odour  here,  a  very  pleasant  odour  like  that 
of  sandal  wood  or  attar  of  roses." 

"I  never  heard  of  a  rat  that  smelt  like  sandal  wood 
or  attar  of  roses,"  said  Bastin.  "Look  out  that  it  isn't 
Si  snsKc 

I  knelt  down  beside  Bickley,  and  in  clearing  away 
the  deep  dust  from  what  seemed  to  be  the  bottom  of  the 
^ep,  which  was  perhaps  four  feet  in  height,  by  accident 
thrust  my  amateur  spade  somewhat  strongly  against  its 
base  where  it  rested  upon  the  rocky  floor. 

Next  moment  a  wonder  came  to  pass.  The  whole 
massive  rock  began  to  turn  outwards  as  though  upon  a 
pivot!  I  saw  It  coming  and  grabbed  Bickley  by  the 
collar,  dragging  him  back  so  that  we  just  rolled  clear 
before  the  great  block,  which  must  have  weighed  several 
tons,  fell  down  and  crushed  us.    Tommy  saw  it  too 

rr.fJf  ;»,  ?"^  /u!"'^  Ifte.  for  the  edge  of  the  block 
caught  the  tip  of  his  tail  and  caused  him  to  emit  a 
most  piercing  howl.  But  we  did  not  think  of  Tommv 
and  his  woes;  we  did  not  think  of  our  own  escape  or  of 
anything  else  because  of  the  marvel  that  appeared  to 
us.  Seated  there  upon  the  ground,  after  our  backward 
tumble,  we  could  see  into  the  space  which  lav  behind 
the  fallen  step,  for  there  the  light  of  the  sun  penetrated 


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"6       When  the  World  Shook 

«»,r;I-'  /'''"  '''^"  '*}■  8*^«  ""e  was  that  of  the  iewelled 
shr.ne  of  some  meUiieval  saint  which,  by  good  fo«une 
had  escaped  the  plunderers;  there  are  st.^lS  Sing 
l«M  1°'}"^'  ''Shone  and  glittered,  apparently  wh^ 
gold  and  diamonds,  although  as  a  matter  of  fac  thJrl 
were  no  diamonds,  nor  was^'it  gold  which  g  eSd  bit 
some  ancient  metal,  or  rather  amalgam,  whicTIs  now 
los   to  the  wor  d,  the  same  that  waf  us;d  in  the  tube^ 

I  dn  nn;''r''''""'f  •  ^  "''"''  "^«»  ''  <^«"tained  gold,  bS? 
I  do  not  know.  At  any  rate,  it  was  equally  lasting  and 
even  more  beautiful,  though  lighter  in  colour  ^  *"'' 
fhat^f  .  1      '""V  ""^  adorned  recess  which  resembled 

U%^^Jl\^''^J"'^^y  -'?^^  ^'"'  '"o  flashing  objects  tha" 
v7uftttwL^'£  ^"'^  "'-'^^'>'  ^^^  wholf  widWS 

reallyTSd  not^'sSak!*  ^"^"^'^^  ^^'^  -^  «"g-.  for 

co4?aX%le  in  V^e^r^.^a^^^^^  .".P^  ^  "^^ 
«,t,it  R  f««^0"ds  later  we  were  crawling  into  that  vault 
while  Bastin,  still  nursing  the  head  of  Oro  as  though 

thZTu^^^I'  ^'°°'^  ^°"^"sed  outside  muuerine  some- 
thing  about  desecrating  hallowed  graves  ^ 

f^  .  f .1.  ■  ,'  """'  "M  ™'y  strone.  but  sufBcienl 
a^nrut  ?n7w°e 'ir  '"  '''  ^'°°'"-    "^'^  ^''"-S 

ente^f'?or\U"'^"  '^,'  ''°°'^  °"  °"'-  '^^^  ^^nd  as  we 
entered  for  this  crystal  was  as  transparent  as  olate 
glass,  lay  a  most  wonderful  old  man,  clad  in  a  eleam 

in^thrm[dHlf ''^  '°^'-  ^if  "'"^  '^^'■^'  which  was?arted" 
in  the  middle,  as  we  could  see  beneath  the  edge  of  the 


The  Dwellers  in  the  Tomb     n; 

were'slowv'wii^"' -rr''  ''^  '"^  «""''  "''^  '"•*  heard 
were  snowy  whue.     I  he  man  was  tall,  at  least  six  fe^f 

loZZ^^^  I"  height,  and  rather  spare.'  1  is  hands  w^e 

n,n,?l»  "  *r?  '"?  ^^'^^  "i"'  ''"ed  our  gaze,  for  it  was 
marvellous,  like  the  face  of  a  god,  and,  as  w^  noticed  at 
S  rh"'l'^""=  resemblance  to  that  of'the  Ttatue  ab^ve 

Jnd  lonl'^T  *"'  ^'■K°"^  ""^  •"«^«'^«.  the  nose  str^ 
h    uil^'   *"^   "^"""^  *'«rn   and  clear-cut.   while   the 
cheekbones  were  rather  high,  and  the  eylbrows  arched 

or^o^'^^t^TJlt'  "'  "^^y  han^dsomToW  l;t 
oi  gooa  Diood,  and  as  the  mumm  es  of  Seti  and  other.: 
show  us,  such  they  have  been  for  thou^n^  of  Jears 
Only  this  man  differed  from  all  others  becauM  of  the 
fearful  dignity  stamped  upon  his  features  Liking  at 
him  I  began  to  think  at  once  of  the  prophet  Elijah  « 
he  must  have  appeared  rising  to  heavenf  enhanced  bv 
he  more  earthly  glory  of  ^lomon.  for  althZh  the 

o'n^eT4T1dfa^  On'lv^r'^''^  is  unknown,  of  S  oSe 
luiiLeives  laeas.  Unly  it  seemed  probable  that  Eliiah 
may  have  looked  more  benign.  Here  there  was  no 
ben^nity.  only  terrible  force  fnd  infinite  wTsdom 
ful  M^t  hTP'^''"/  •:.""  h  ^'"^"^d  a  little  and  feluhank- 
ful  that  he  was  dead.  For  to  tell  the  truth  I  was  afraid 
o  the  uh-f°™  '^^""tenance  which,  I  should  add.  was 
of  the  whiteness  of  paper,  although  the  cheeks  still 
of  th:'coiSr  °'  -'«"-■.-  perfect  ^as  Ih^  preSation 

of  am^azcm'ir'"^  "'  ''  *'^'"  ^''''^'y  ^'^  '"  «  voice 
"I  say,  look  here,  in  the  other  coffin." 
X  turned,  looked,  and  nearly  collapsed  on  the  floor 

a  bbw'"ohf't"h:  ^Tl'  '^^"  k""'''^''  sZeusZ 
a  Diow.     Oh  r  there  before  me  lay  all  loveliness    such 

loneliness  that  there  burst  from  rJy  UpsTlnvolin7a^ 
"Alas !  that  she  should  be  dead  I " 

voun/Trhan^t"'  ^  ^VPPOsed,  at  least  she  looked 
young,  perhaps  five  or  six  and  twenty  years  of  age. 


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xi8       When  the  World  Shook 


or  so  I  judged.  There  she  lay,  her  tall  and  delicate 
shape  half-hidden  in  masses  of  rich-hued  hair  in  colour 
of  a  ruddy  blackness.  I  know  not  how  else  to  describe 
it,  since  never  have  I  seen  any  of  the  same  tint.  More- 
over, it  shone  with  a  life  of  its  own  as  though  it  had 
been  dusted  with  gold.  From  between  the  masses  of 
this  hair  appeared  a  face  which  I  can  only  call  divine. 
There  was  every  beauty  that  woman  can  boast,  from 
the  curving  eyelashes  of  extraordinary  length  to  the 
sweet  and  tiuman  mouth.  To  these  charms  also  were 
added  a  wondrous  smile  and  an  air  of  kind  dignity, 
very  different  from  the  fierce  pride  stamped  upon  the 
countenance  of  the  old  man  who  was  her  companion  in 
death. 

She  was  clothed  in  some  close-fitting  robe  of  white 
broidered  with  gold;  pearls  were  about  her  neck,  lying 
far  down  upon  the  perfect  bosom,  a  girdle  of  gold  and 
shinine  gems  encircled  her  slender  waist,  and  on  her 
little  feet  were  sandals  fastened  with  red  stones  like 
rubies.  In  truth,  she  was  a  splendid  creature,  and  yet, 
I  know  not  how,  her  beauty  suggested  more  of  the 
spirit  than  of  the  flesh.  Indeed,  in  a  way,  it  was  un- 
earthly. My  senses  were  smitten,  it  pulled  at  my  heart- 
strings, and  yet  its  unutterable  strangeness  seemed  to 
awake  memories  within  me,  though  of  what  I  could  not 
tell.  A  wild  fancy  came  to  me  that  I  must  have  known 
this  heavenly  creature  in  some  past  life. 

By  now  Bastin  had  joined  us,  and,  attracted  by  my 
exclamation  and  by  the  attitude  of  Bickley,  who  was 
staring  down  at  the  coffin  with  a  fixed  look  upon  his 
face,  not  unlike  that  of  a  pointer  when  he  scents  game, 
he  began  to  contemplate  the  wonder  within  it  in  his 
slow  way. 

"Well,  I  never!"  he  said.  "Do  you  think  the 
Glittering  Lady  in  there  is  human?" 

"The  Glittering  Lady  is  dead,  but  I  suppose  that 
she  was  human  in  her  life,"  I  answered  in  an  awed 
whisper. 

"Of  course  she  is  dead,  otherwise  she  would  not  be 
in  that  glass  coffin.    I  think  I  should  like  to  read  the 


The  Dwellers  in  the  Tomb     119 

Burial  Service  over  lier,  which  I  daresay  was  never 
done  when  she  was  put  in  there." 

"How  do  you  know  that  she  is  dead?"  asitcd 
Bicitlejr^  in  a  sharp  voice  and  speaicing  for  the  first 
time.  "I  have  seen  hundreds  of  corpses,  and  mummies 
too,  but  never  any  that  looked  like  these." 

I  stared  at  him.  It  was  strange  to  hear  Bickley, 
the  scoffer  at  miracles,  suggesting  that  this  greatest  of 
all  miracles  might  be  possible. 

"They  must  have  been  here  a  long  time,"  I  said, 
"for  although  human,  thev  are  not,  I  think,  of  any 
people  known  to  the  worici  to-day ;  their  dress,  every- 
thing,  shows  it,  though  perhaps  thousands  of  years 

ago and  I  stopped. 

"Quite  so,"  answered  Bickley;  "I  agree.  That  is 
why  I  suggest  that  they  may  have  belonged  to  a  race 
who  knew  what  we  do  not,  namely,  how  to  suspend 
animation  for  great  periods  of  time.'* 

I  said  no  more,  nor  did  Bastin,  who  was  now  engajjed 
in  studying  the  old  man,  and  for  once,  wonderstruck 
and  overcome.  Bickley,  however,  took  one  of  the 
candles  and  began  to  make  a  close  examination  of  the 
coffins.  So  did  Tommy,  who  sniffed  along  the  join  of 
that  of  the  Glittering^  LaBy  until  his  nose  reached  a 
certain  spot,  where  it  remained,  while  his  black  tail 
began  to  wag  in  a  delighted  fashion.  Bickley  pushed 
nim  away  and  investigated. 

"As  I  thought,"  he  said— "air-holes.    See  I " 
I  looked,  and  there,  bored  through  the  crystal  of 
the  coffin  in  a  line  with  the  face  of  its  occupant,  were 
a  number  of  little  holes  that  either  by  accident  or  design 
outlined  the  shape  of  a  human  mouth. 

"They  are  not  airtight,"  muttered  Bickley;  "and  if 
air  can  enter,  how  can  dead  flesh  remain  like  that  for 
ages  ?  " 

Then  he  continued  his  search  upon  the  other  side. 

,     "The  lid  of  this  coffin  works  on  hinges,"  he  said. 

Here  they  are,  fashioned  of  the  crystal  itself.    A  living 

pers--   within  could  have  pulled   it  down   before  the 

senscS  departed." 


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Z30       When  the  World  Shook 

"No,"  I  an.swered;  "fur  look,  here  is  a  crystal  bolt 
at  the  end  and  it  is  shot  from  without." 

This  puzzled  him ;  then  as  though  struck  by  an  idea, 
lie  began  to  examine  the  othor  conin. 

"I  ve  got  it  I"  he  exclaimed  presently.  "The  old 
god  in  here  "  (somehow  we  nil  thought  of  this  old  man 
as  not  quite  normal)  "shut  down  the  Glittering  Lady's 
coffin  and  bolted  it.  His  own  is  not  bolted,  although 
the  bolt  exists  in  the  same  place.  He  just  got  in  and 
pulled  down  the  lid.  Oh  1  what  nonsense  I  am  talking 
— for  how  can  such  things  be?  Let  us  get  out  and 
think." 

So  we  crept  from  the  sepulchre  in  which  the  per- 
fumed air  had  begun  to  oppress  us,  and  sat  ourselves 
down  upon  the  floor  of  the  cave,  where  for  a  while  we 
remained  silent. 

"I  am  very  thirsty,"  said  Bastin  presently.  "Those 
smells  seem  to  have  dried  me  up.  I  am  going  to  get 
some  tea — I  mean  water,  as  unfortunately  there  is  no 
tea,"  and  he  set  olT  towards  the  mouth  of  the  cave. 

We  followed  him,  I  don't  quite  know  why,  except 
that  we  wished  to  breathe  freely  ouu:de,  also  we  knew 
that  the  sepulchre  and  its  contents  would  be  as  safe  as 
they  had  been  for — well,  how  long? 

It  proved  to  be  a  beautiful  morning  outside.  We 
walked  up  and  down  enjoying  it  sub-consciously,  for 
really  our — that  is  Bickley's  and  my  own — intelligences 
were  concentrated  on  that  sepulchre  and  its  contents. 
Where  Bastin's  may  have  been  I  do  not  know,  perhaps 
in  a  visionary  teapot,  since  I  was  sure  that  >  would 
take  him  a  day  or  two  to  appreciate  the  significance  of 
our  discoveries.  At  any  rate,  he  wandered  off,  making 
no  remarks  about  them,  to  drink  water,  I  suppose. 

Presently  he  began  to  shout  to  us  from  the  end  of 
the  table-rock  and  we  went  to  see  the  reason  of  his 
noise.  It  proved  to  be  very  satisfactory,  for  while  we 
were  in  the  cave  the  Orofenans  had  brought  absolutely 
everything  belonging  to  us,  together  with  a  large  supply 
of  food  from  the  main  island.  Not  a  single  article  was 
missing;  even  our  books,  a  can  with  the  bottom  out, 


The  Dwellers  in  the  Tomb     121 

and  the  broken  pieces  of  a  little  pocicct  mirror  had  been 
religiously  trunspcrted,  and  with  these  u  few  articles 
n  •  J  ■  °*""  *'**'*"  ''°™  "»'  notably  my  pocket-knife. 
Evidently  a  great  taboo  had  been  laid  upon  all  our 
possessions.  1  hey  were  now  carefully  arranged  in  one 
of  the  grooves  of  the  rock  that  Bickley  supposed  had 
been  made  by  the  wheels  of  aeroplanes,  which  was  whv 
we  had  not  seen  them  at  once. 

Each  of  us  rushed  for  what  we  desired  most— Bastin 

n^.1,1"'  7  "if.  ™",''*'««  o^  tea.  I  for  my  diaries,  and 
Bickley  for  his  chest  of  instruments  and  medicines. 
Ihese  we  removed  to  the  mouth  of  the  cave,  and  aft<r 
them  the  other  things  and  the  food ;  also  a  bell  tent  and 
•some  camp  furniture  that  we  had  brought  from  the 
ship.  I  hen  Bastin  made  some  tea  of  which  he  drank 
four  large  pannikins,  having  first  said  grace  over  it 
with  unwonted  fervour.  Nor  did  we  disdain  our  share 
of  the  beverage,  although  Bickley  preferred  cocoa  and 
1  coffee.  Cocoa  and  coffee  we  had  no  time  to  make 
then,  and  in  view  of  that  sepulchre  in  the  cave,  what 
had  we  to  do  with  cocoa  and  coffee? 

So  Bickley  and  I  said  to  tacii  other,  and  yet  presently 
he  changed  his  mind  and  in  a  special  metal  machine 
carefully  made  some  extremely  strong  black  coffee  which 
he  poured  into  a  thermos  flask,  previously  warmed  with 
hot  water,  adding  thereto  about  a  claret  glass  of  brandy. 
Also  he  extracted  certain  drugs  from  his  medicine-chest, 
and  with  them,  as  I  noted,  a  hypodermic  syringe,  which 
he  first  boiled  in  a  kettle  and  then  shut  up  in  a  little  tube 
with  a  glass  stopper. 

These  preparations  finished,  he  called  to  Tommy  to 
pive  jiim  the  scraps  of  our  meal.  But  there  was  no 
I  ommy.  The  dog  was  missing,  and  though  we  hunted 
everywhere  we  could  not  find  him.  Finally  .e  con- 
cluded that  he  had  wandered  off  down  the  -ach  on 
business  of  his  own  and  would  return  in  due  course. 
We  could  not  bother  about  Tommy  just  then. 
.  After  making  some  further  preparations  and  fidget- 
ing about  a  little,  Bickley  announced  that  as  we  had 
now  some  proper  paraffin  lamps  of  the  powerft-;  sort 


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122       When  the  World  Shook 

which  are  known  as  "hurricane,"  he  proposed  by  their 
aid  to  carry  out  further  examinations  in  the  cave. 

"I  thinli  I  shall  stop  where  I  am,"  said  Bastin, 
helpmg  himself  from  the  kettle  to  a  fifth  pannikin  of  tea. 
Those  corpses  are  very  interesting,  but  I  don't  see  any 
use  in  staring  at  them  again  at  present.  One  can  always 
do  that  at  any  time.  I  have  missed  Marama  once  already 
by  being  away  in  that  cave,  and  as  I  have  a  lot  to  say 
to  him  about  my  people  I  don't  want  to  be  absent  in 
case  he  should  return." 

"To  wash  up  the  things,  I  suppose,"  said  Bickley 
with  a  sniff;  "or  perhaps  to  eat  the  tea-leaves." 

"Well,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  I  have  noticed  that  these 
natives  have  a  peculiar  taste  for  tea-leaves.  I  think  they 
believe  them  to  be  a  medicine,  but  I  don't  suppose  they 
would  come  so  far  for  them,  though  perhaps  they  might 
in  the  hope  of  getting  the  head  of  Oro.  Anyhow,  I  am 
going  to  stop  here." 

"Pray  do,"  said  Bickley.  "Are  you  ready,  Hum- 
phrey  ? "  j  jt 

I  nodded,  and  he  handed  to  me  a  felt-covered  flask  of 
the  non-conducting  kind,  filled  with  boiling  water,  a  tin 
of  preserved  milk,  and  a  little  bottle  of  meat  extract  of  a 
most  concentrated  sort.  Then,  having  lit  two  of  the 
hurricane  lamps  and  seen  that  they  were  full  of  oil  we 
started  back  up  the  cave. 


CHAPTER  XI 

RESURRECTION 

We  reached  the  sepulchre  without  stopping  to  look  at 

or  statues  now  ?     A   ^*'  ''"'  "^^  ''^'^  ^b°"t  machines 
°o  hear  fow  1h  r^  ""'  «PProached  we  were  astonished 
.,  ~,  '°*.a"d  cavernous  growlings. 

halting  '^VnTV'"'^  ^T^'-  i"  '*^"^'"  «*'d  Bickley 
tSdolbeaTte'r?^-'''"^^^'     'fs  Tommy.    What  caj; 

Ivin^^  P^fP'^  '"'  ^"'*  ''^^'■^  5"^  enough  was  Tommy 
lying  on  the  top  of  the  Glittering  Lady's  coffin  a^^ 

&1f  menL''^'  ^'f  '^'  ^^^  stan'ding7p"upon 
off  ^^T'trii  A  ^^  ^"^^y^""  "  ^^S'  however,  he  jumped 
°^  .? ^1  ^'s'^^d  ™"nd,  licking  my  hand.  '^ 

_^  That  s  very  strange,"  I  exclaimed. 

.<  wh//'^"^"  than  everything  else,"  said  Bickley. 
^    What  are  you  gomg  to  do?"  I  asked. 

withfhToffc./^'^H""'''  ^'t  «"«^«^ed.  "beginning 
witn  mat  of  the  old  god,  smce  I  would  rather  exoeriment 
on  h.m.  I  expect  he  will  crumble  into  dust.^  But  "f 
by  chance  he  doesn't  I'll  jam  a  little  strychnine  m"xed 
with  some  other  drugs  of  which  you  don't  know  S 
natnes  mto  one  of  his  veins  and  see  if  anything  hapVns 
If  It  doesn't,  it  won't  hurt  him,  and  if  it  doe^well" 
'vho  knows?    Now  give  me  a  hand."  ^"^s-well, 

h„.t  Tk"*  1°  ^^^  left-hand  coffin  and  by  inserting  the 
to  nit"/'''  ^^''^  °  ^y  '^"'^«'  °^  which  the  real  u^se  is 
iirholesT  h''  °"J  °^  ^^'T  ^'^^''  '"*°  °"«  °f  'he  little 
civS  liH  .f  ffl  ^esS"bed,  managed  to  raise  the  heavy 
crystal  hd  sufficiently  to  enable  us  to  force  a  piece  of 
wood  between  .t  and  the  top.  The  rest  was  eSy^for 
the  hinges  being  of  crystal  had  not  corroded.  In  two 
minutes  it  was  open.  ° 

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From  the  chest  came  an  overpowering  spicy  odour, 
and  with  it  a  veritable  breath  of  warm  air  before  which 
we  recoiled  a  little.  Bickley  took  a  pocket  thermometer 
which  he  had  at  hand  and  glanced  at  it.  It  marked  a 
temperature  of  82  degrees  in  the  sepulchre.  Having 
noted  this,  he  thrust  it  into  the  coffin  between  the  crystal 
wall  and  its  occupant.  Then  we  went  out  and  waited  a 
little  while  to  give  the  odours  time  to  dissipate,  for 
they  made  the  head  reel. 

After  five  minutes  or  so  we  returned  and  examined 
the  thermometer.  It  had  risen  to  98  degrees,  the 
natural  temperature  of  the  human  body. 

"  What  do  you  make  of  that  if  the  man  is  dead?  " 
he  whispered. 

I  shook  my  head,  and  as  we  had  agreed,  set  to  help- 
in^y  him  to  lift  the  body  from  the  coffin.  It  was  of  good 
weight,  quite  eleven  stone  I  should  say;  moreover,  it 
■was  not  stiff,  for  the  hip  joints  bent.  We  got  it  out 
and  laid  it  on  a  blanket  we  had  spread  on  the  floor  of 
the  sepulchre.  While  I  was  thus  engaged  I  saw  some- 
thing that  nearly  caused  me  to  loose  my  hold  from 
astonishment.  Beneath  the  head,  the  centre  of  the  back 
and  the  feet  were  crystal  boxes  about  eight  inches  square, 
or  rather  crystal  blocks,  for  in  them  I  could  see  no 
opening,  and  these  boxes  emitted  a  faint  phosphorescent 
light.  I  touched  one  of  them  and  found  that  it  was 
quite  warm. 

"Great  heavens!  "  I  exclaimed,  "here's  magic." 

"There's  no  such  thing,"  answered  Bickley  in  his 
usual  formula.  Then  an  explanation  seemed  to  strike 
him  and  he  added,  "Not  magic  but  radium  or  some- 
thing of  the  sort.  That's  how  the  temperature  was  kept 
up.  In  sufficient  quantity  it  is  practically  indestructible, 
you  see.  My  word !  this  old  gentleman  knew  a  thing 
or  two." 

Again  we  waited  a  little  while  to  see  if  the  body  began 
to  crumble  on  exposure  to  the  air,  I  taking  the  oppor- 
tunity to  make  a  rough  sketch  of  it  in  my  pocket-book 
in  anticipation  of  that  event.  But  it  did  not ;  it  remained 
quite  sound. 


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125 
"Here    ^oes,"    said    Bickley.      "If    he    should    h^ 

Sf  it  'is  now  ifZZ"'^''°''  ^  '  ^^"PP°'^«  ^^  hL  inc. 

w^s;XeS'the?ontems"  '^  "'^"^'  ^'"^^  ^''^'^  ^^^^ 

I  do^MrL-.    •  L  •  ^  l':?"fi^ht  I  would  try  the  arm  first. 
I  mnHo    "''""S^  *''''"«  ''y  uncovering  him." 

scntly!  '""'    ^^^    stirnng!"    I    gasped    pre- 

oickley  bent  down  and  placed  his^ear  to  the  heart— 

LSscooe  1;^  h '■*',  'l'  •'"^  ^^'^'^'J  '"'■«  before  S  a 
stet^ioscope,  but  had  been  unable  to  detect  any  move- 

aweVvoS.'"  ''  ''  '''^'""'"S:  to  beat,"  he  said  in  an 
is,  ?t^is"  ""'  ''^^^'"'^  *''"  stethoscope,   and  added,   "It 

the  m\^n'Oin'!f''  ^^fi'^n^f"'  ?f  cotton  wool  and  laid  it  on 
hou^h  verv'i«'in.r''''n-'\y,  "  ""^^^d'  ^"^  ^^^  breathing, 

haviS  SIh  ^-  .?■  ^'''^  '°°^  '"°'-«  'cotton  wool  and 
olt  nlnn^H  f  ^omethmg  from  his  medicine-chest  on 

-I  believe  it  wT'  '^  T^^-l^  ^'"'^'^  'he  man's  nostrils 
I  oeiieve  it  was  sal  volatile. 

Nothing  further  happened  for  a  little  while    and  to 

emmv'c'ffin''''R°"  r  """'^  '  stared  absentb-'into  the 
empty  coffin.  Here  I  saw  what  had  escaped  our  notice 
T  .^  ^"'f "  P'^'es  of  white  metal  and  cut  upon  them  S 
loxes  which  Tl  ""P"-  ?^y°"'^  these  an^d  the  Rowing 
h^  theToffin  have  mentioned,  there  was  nothing  elsf 
ha  mo,^fn/.J  ^^J^  "°  '""«  t°  ^'^^'"i"e  them,  for  at 
to  hrTX  ^i  ^'f*  man  opened  his  mouth  and  began 
to  breathe  evidently  with  some  discomfort  and  effort 
r^  T/'?  '"ngs  filled  themselves  with  air.  Thin  his 
eyelids  lifted,  revealing  a  wonderful  pair  of  dark  growing 


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eyes  beneath.  Next  he  tried  to  sit  up  but  would  have 
fallen,  had  not  Bickley  supported  him  with  his  arm. 

I  do  not  think  he  saw  Bickley,  indeed  he  shut  his 
eyes  again  as  though  the  light  hurt  them,  and  went  into 
a  kind  of  faint.  1  nen  it  was  that  Tommy,  who  all  this 
while  had  been  watching  the  proceedings  with  grave  in- 
terest, came  forward,  wagging  his  tail,  and  licked  the 
man's  face.  At  the  touch  of  the  dog's  red  tongue,  he 
opened  his  eyes  for  the  second  time.  Now  he  saw — not 
us  but  Tommy,  for  after  contemplating  him  for  a  fev.' 
seconds,  something  like  a  smile  appeared  upon  his  fierce 
but  noble  face.  More,  he  lifted  his  hand  and  laid  it 
on  the  little  dog's  head,  as  though  to  pat  it  kindly.  Half 
a  minute  or  so  later  his  awakening  senses  appreciated  our 
presence.  The  incipient  smile  vanished  and  was  re- 
placed by  a  somewhat  terrible  frown. 

Meanwhile  Bickiey  had  poured  out  some  of  the  hot 
coffee  laced  with  brandy  into  the  cup  that  was  screwed 
on  the  top  of  the  thermos  flask.  Advancing  to  the  man 
whom  I  supported,  he  put  it  to  his  lips.  He  tasted  and 
made  a  wry  face,  but  presently  he  began  to  sip,  and 
ultimately  swallowed  it  all.  The  effect  of  the  stimulant 
was  wonderful,  for  in  a  few  minutes  he  came  to  life 
completely  and  was  even  able  to  sit  up  without  support. 

For  quite  a  long  while  he  gazed  at  us  gravely,  taking 
us  in  and  everything  connected  with  us.  For  instance, 
Bickley's  medicine-case  which  lay  open  showing  the 
little  vulcanite  tubes,  a  few  instruments  and  other  out- 
fit, engaged  his  particular  attention,  and  I  saw  at  once 
that  he  understood  what  it  was.  Thus  his  arm  still 
smarted  where  the  needle  had  been  driven  in  and  on 
the  blanket  lay  the  syringe.  He  looked  at  his  arm, 
then  looked  at  the  syringe,  and  nodded.  The  paraffin 
hurricane  lamps  also  seemed  to  interest  and  win  his 
approval.  We  two  men,  as  I  thought,  attracted  him 
least  of  all ;  he  just  summed  up  us  and  our  garments, 
more  especially  the  garments,  with  a  few  shrewd 
glances,  and  then  seemed  to  turn  his  thoughts  to  Tommy, 
who  had  seated  himself  quite  contentedly  at  his  side, 
evidently  accepting  him  as  a  new  addition  to  our  party. 


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I  confess  that  this  behaviour  on  Tommy's  part  re- 
assiired  me  not  a  little.  I  am  a  great  believer  in  the 
nstincts  of  animals,  especially  of  dogs,  and  I  felt  certain 
that  If  this  man  had  not  been  in  all  essentials  human  like 
ourselves,  lommy  would  not  have  tolerated  him.  In 
the  same  way  the  sleeper's  clear  liking  for  Tommy  at 
whom  he  looked  much  oftener  and  with  greater  kindness 
than  he  did  at  us,  suggested  that  there  was  goodness  in 
him  somewhere,  since  although  a  dog  in  its  wonderful 
tolerance  may  love  a  bad  person  in  whom  it  smells  out 
hidden  virtue,  no  really  bad  person  ever  loved  a  doe.  or. 
1  may  add,  a  child  or  a  flower. 

.u.f^  ^T?"^''u*?f  [^"'  ^^^  "o'<l  sod,"  as  we  had 
christened  him  while  he  was  in  his  coffin,  during  all  our 
association  with  him,  cared  infinitely  more  for  Tommy 
than  he  did  for  any  of  us,  a  circumstance  that  ultimately 
was  not  without  its  influence  upon  our  fortunes.  Bu't 
tor  this  there  was  a  reason  as  we  learned  afterwards, 
also  he  was  not  really  so  amiable  as  I  hoped. 

When  we  had  looked  at  each  other  for  a  lone  while 
the  sleeper  began  to  arrange  his  beard,  of  which  the 
length  seemed  to  surprise  him,  especially  as  Tommy 
was  seated  on  one  end  of  it.  Finding  this  out  and 
apparently  not  wishing  to  disturb  Tommy,  he  gave  up 
the  occupation,  and  after  one  or  two  attempts,  for  his 
tongue  and  lips  still  seemed  to  be  stiff,  addressed  us  in 
some  sonorous  and  musical  language,  unlike  any  that 
we  had  ever  heard.  We  shook  our  heads.  Then  by 
an  afterthought  I  said  "Good  day"  to  him  in  the 
language  of  the  Orofenans.  He  puzzled  over  the  word 
as  though  It  were  more  or  less  familiar  to  him,  and 
when  I  repeated  it,  gave  it  back  to  me  with  a  difference 
indeed,  but  in  a  way  which  convinced  us  that  he  quite 
understood  what  I  meant.  The  conversation  went  no 
turther  at  the  moment  because  just  then  some  memory 
seemed  to  stnkt  him.  ■' 

He  was  sitting  with  his  back  against  the  coffin  of  the 
tihttenng  Lady,  whom  therefore  he  had  not  seen.    Now 
be  began  to  turn  round,  and  being  too  weak  to  do  so 
motioned  me  to  help  him.     I  obeyed,  while  Bickley' 


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128       When  the  World  Shook 

guessing,  his  purpose,  held  up  one  of  the  hurricane 
lamps  that  he  might  see  better.  With  a  kind  of  tierce 
eagerness  he  surveyed  her  who  lay  within  the  coffin,  and 
after  he  had  done  so,  uttered  a  sigh  as  of  intense  relief. 

Next  he  pointed  to  the  metal  cup  out  of  which  he 
had  drunk.  Bickley  filled  it  again  from  the  thermos 
flask,  which  I  observed  excited  his  keen  interest,  for, 
having  touched  the  flask  with  his  hand  and  found  that 
it  was  cool,  he  appeared  to  marvel  that  the  fluid  coming 
from  it  should  be  hot  and  steaming.  Presently  he 
smiled  as  though  he  had  got  the  clue  to  the  mystery, 
and  swallowed  his  second  drink  of  coffee  and  spirit. 
This  done,  he  motioned  to  us  to  lift  the  lid  of  the  lady's 
coffin,  pointing  out  a  certain  catch  in  the  bolts  which  at 
first  we  could  not  master,  for  it  will  be  remembered  that 
on  this  coffin  these  were  shot. 

In  the  end,  by  pursuing  the  same  methods  that  we 
had  used  in  the  instance  of  his  own,  we  raised  the  coffin 
lid  and  once  more  were  driven  to  retreat  from  the 
sepulchre  for  a  while  by  the  overpowering  odour  like 
to  that  of  a  whole  greenhouse  full  of  tuberoses,  that 
flowed  out  of  it,  inducing  a  kind  of  stupefaction  from 
which  even  Tommy  fled. 

When  we  returned  it  was  to  find  the  man  kneeling 
by  llie  side  of  the  coffin,  for  as  yet  he  could  not  stand, 
with  his  glowing  eyes  fixed  upon  the  face  of  her  who 
slept  therein  and  waving  his  long  arms  above  her. 

"Hypnotic  business  I  Wonder  if  it  will  work," 
whispered  Bickley.  Then  he  lifted  the  syringe  and 
looked  inquiringly  at  the  man,  who  shook  his  head,  and 
went  on  with  his  mesmeric  passes. 

I  crept  round  him  and  took  my  stand  by  the  sleeper's 
head,  that  I  might  watch  her  face,  which  was  well  worth 
watching,  while  Bickley,  with  his  medicines  at  hand, 
remained  near  her  feet,  I  think  engaged  in  disinfecting 
the  syringe  in  some  spirit  or  acid.  I  believe  he  was  about 
to  make  an  attempt  to  use  it  when  suddenly,  as  though 
beneath  the  influence  of  the  hypnotic  passes,  a  change 
appeared  on  the  Glittering  Lady's  face.  Hitherto, 
beautiful  as  it  was,  it  had  been  a  dead  face  though  one 


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hLhrind"  J'**'  '"^^.^"'^^•-'"ly  been  cut  of!  while  in  full 
2fh^ll  X^*""'  i  ^"^  '*°"'«'  °'  a'  t'>e  most  a  day  or 
so  before.    Now  it  began  to  live  again ;  it  was  as  though 

inrlS^'^t^'^"  after  expression  flitted  across  the  features; 

o  momenT.h'f'^H'^  '°  '?''t!"^u"  ^  '""^'^  ^^o*"  -"Omen 
diff^^^  inV  •!.    ^''^y  '"'ght  have  belonged  to  several 
facfnf  th-=f "'"'"^'f '  ^1'°^^'^  ^^"^^  ^^«s  belutiful.      The 
fac   of  these  remarkable  changes  with  the  suggestion  of 

both  R[."!l1P"'°!l^'""^,*'"*='^  '^^y  conveyed^impressed 
both  Bickley  and  myself  very  much  inde^.      Thenlhe 

^[f  "^N^r^  tumultuously/it  even  appeared  to  s^rJg! 
gle.  Next  the  eyes  opened.  They  were  full  of  wondeT 
even  of  fear,  but  oh  f  what  marvellous  eyes.  I  do  noi 
know  how  to  describe  them,  I  cannot  even  state  their 
exact  colour,  except  that  it  was  dark,  somethinVlfke 
the  blue  of  sapphires  of  the  deepest  tint,  and  yft  no? 

??fh  ''  '^i;^'i  "^'  r^u  ^^'  ««  «  ^I^^'s-    They  shufagahi 
as  though  the  light  hurt  them,  then  once  more  opfned 
and  wandered  about,  apparently  without  seeing, 
over  Jr"^nH^  ^^  fpund  my  face,  for  I  was  still  bending 
aIZ.      '  Ai   '  '^.^^'"^  ^''"^'  appeared  to  take  it  in  by 

irTnf  in  ^r'  :\rr^  *°  V^"'^''  ^"^^  ''"  ^"^^  ^uman 
TZ^rt  r  *  t  ^t'11-sleepmg  heart.  At  least  the  fear 
passed  from  her  features  and  was  replaced  by  a  faint 
smile,  such  as  a  patient  sometimes  gives  to  one  known 
and  well  bved,  as  the  effects  of  chloroform  pass  awjy 
l^L  1  ^^  ^^%  '"'P''^''  ^^."^  ^'t*^  «"  earnest" searching 

E  S!II.'"'*^''tu  ^'  ^V^""  ^'''  ^'""^  """^ing  her  arms! 
lifted  them  and  threw  them  round  my  neck. 

n  lilfi!f  ?     inan  stared  bending  his  imperial  brows  into 

fhro  Ih  mJ"/  ''"'  "^'^  "'?l'''J'^-       ^'"'^^^y  Staged  also 
hrough  his  g  as^s  and  sniffed  as  though  in  disapproval, 

nullLi^^T^'^  quite  still,  fighting  with  a  wHd  im: 

«nH  hi W^  ^l',f  't^   'Pf  ^'  °"^  ^°"'d  ^n  awakening 
and  beloved  chi  d.     I  Joubt  if  I  could  have  done  so 

J^^nn"'  h'.^""^  ^  ^f  immovable;  my  heart  sLmTd 
to  stop  and  all  my  muscles  to  be  paralysed. 

I  do  not  know  for  how  long  this  endured,  but  I  do 


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130       When  the  World  Shook 

know  how  it  ended.  Presently  in  the  intense  silence  I 
heard  Bastin's  heavy  voice  and  looking  round,  saw  his 
big  head  projecting  into  the  sepulchre. 

"Well,  I  never  1"  he  said,  "you  seem  to  lave 
woke  them  up  with  a  vengeance.  If  you  begin  like 
that  with  the  lady,  there  will  be  complications  before 
you  have  done,  Arbuthnot." 

Talk  of  being  brought  back  to  earth  with  a  rush ! 
I  could  have  killed  Bastin,  and  Bickley,  turning  on  him 
like  a  tiger,  told  him  to  be  off,  find  wood  and  light  a 
large  fire  in  front  of  the  statue.  I  think  he  was  about 
to  argue  when  the  Ancient  gave  him  a  glance  of  his 
fierce  eyes,  which  aliarmed  him,  and  he  departed,  be- 
wildered, to  return  presently  with  the  wood. 

But  the  sound  of  his  voice  had  broken  the  spell. 
The  Lady  let  her  arms  fall  with  a  start,  and  shut  her 
eyes  again,  seeming  to  faint.  Bickley  sprang  forward 
with  his  sal  volatile  and  applied  it  to  her  nostrils,  the 
Ancient  not  interfering,  for  he  seemed  to  recognise 
that  he  had  to  deal  with  a  man  of  skill  and  one  who 
meant  well  by  them. 

In  the  end  we  brought  her  round  again  and,  to  omit 
details,  Bickley  gave  her,  not  coffee  and  brandy,  but  a 
mixture  he  compounded  of  hot  water,  preserved  milk 
and  meat  essence.  The  effect  of  it  on  her  was  wonderful, 
since  a  few  minutes  after  swallowing  it  she  sat  up  in 
the  coffin.  Then  we  lifted  her  from  that  narrow  bed 
in  which  she  had  slept  for— ah !  how  long  ?  and  per- 
ceived that  beneath  her  also  were  crystal  boxes  of  the 
radiant,  heat-giving  substance.  We  sat  her  on  the 
floor  of  the  sepulchre,  wrapping  her  also  in  a  blanket. 

Now  it  was  that  Tommy,  after  frisking  round  her  as 
though  in  welcome  of  an  old  friend,  calmly  established 
himself  beside  her  and  laid  his  black  head  upon  her 
knee.  She  noted  it  and  smiled  for  the  first  time,  a 
marvellously  sweet  and  gentle  smile.  More,  she  placed 
her  slender  hand  upon  the  dog  and  stroked  him  feebly. 

Bickley  tried  to  make  her  drink  some  more  of  his 
mixture,  but  she  refused,  motioning  him  to  give  it  to 
Tommy.    This,  however,  he  would  not  do  because  there 


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was  but  one  cup.  Presently  both  of  the  sleepers  becan 
to  shiver,  which  caused  Bickley  anxiety.  Abusine 
Bastin  beneath  his  breath  for  being  so  long  with  the 
fare,  he  drew  the  blankets  closer  about  them. 

Then  an  idea  came  to  him,  and  he  examined  the 
glowing  boxes  in  the  coffins.  They  were  loose,  beinp 
merely  set  in  prepared  cavities  in  the  crystal.  Wrapping 
our  handkerchiefs  about  his  hand,  he  took  them  out  and 
placeH  them  around  the  wakened  patients,  a  proceed- 
ing of  which  the  Ancient  nodded  approval.  Just  then 
too,  Bastin  returned  with  his  first  load  of  firewood,  and 
soon  we  had  a  merry  blaze  going  just  outside  the 
sepulchre.  I  saw  that  they  observed  the  lighting  of 
this  fare  by  means  of  a  match  with  much  interest. 

Now  they  grew  warm  again,  as  indeed  we  did  also— 
too  warm.  Then  in  my  turn  I  had  an  idea.  I  knew 
that  by  now  the  sun  would  be  beating  hotly  against  the 
rock  of  the  mount,  and  suggested  to  Bickley,  that,  if 
possible,  the  best  thing  we  could  do  wouid  be  to  get 
them  into  its  life-giving  rays.  He  agreed,  if  we  could 
make  them  understand  and  they  were  able  to  walk.  So 
I  tried.  First  I  directed  the  Ancient's  attention  to  the 
mouth  of  the  cave  which  at  this  distance  showed  as  a 
white  circle  of  light.  He  looked  at  it  and  then  at 
me  with  grave  inquiry.  I  made  motions  to  suggest 
that  he  snould  proceed  there,  repeating  the  word  "Sun" 
m  the  Orofenan  tongue.  He  understood  at  once,  though 
whether  he  read  my  mind  rather  than  what  I  said  I  am 
not  sure.  Apparently  the  Glittering  Lady  understood 
also  and  seemed  to  be  most  anxious  to  go.  Only  she 
looked  rather  pitifully  at  her  feet  and  shook  her  head. 
This  decided  me. 

I  do  not  know  if  I  have  mentioned  anywhere  that 
I  am  a  tall  man  and  very  muscular.  She  was  tall,  also, 
but  as  I  judged  not  so  very  heavy  after  her  long  fast! 
At  any  rate  I  felt  quite  certain  that  I  could  carry  her 
for  that  distance.  Stooping  down,  I  lifted  her  up, 
signing  to  her  to  put  her  arms  round  my  neck,  which 
she  did.  Then  calling  to  Bicklev  and  Bastin  to  bring 
along  the  Ancient  between  them,  with  some  difficulty 


(■'- 


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132        When  the  World  Shook 

I  struggled  out  of  thu  sepulchre,  anu  started  down  the 
cave.  She  was  more  heavy  than  I  thought,  and  yet  I 
could  have  wished  the  journey  longer.  To  begin  with 
she  seemed  quite  trustful  and  happy  in  my  arms,  when; 
she  lay  with  her  head  against  my  shoulder,  smiling  a 
little  as  a  child  might  do,  especially  when  I  had  to  stop 
and  throw  her  long  hair  round  my  neck  like  a  muffler,  to 
prevent  it  from  trailing  in  the  dust. 

A  bundle  of  lavender,  or  a  truss  of  new-mown  hay, 
could  not  have  been  more  sweet  to  carry,  and  there  was 
something  electric  about  the  touch  of  her,  which  went 
through  and  through  me.  Very  soon  it  was  over,  and 
we  were  out  of  the  cave  into  the  full  glory  of  the  tropical 
sun.  At  first,  that  her  eyes  might  become  accustomed  to 
its  light  and  her  awakened  bwly  to  its  heat,  I  set  her 
down  where  shadow  fell  from  the  over-hanging  rock, 
in  a  canvas  deck  chair  tha'  had  been  brought  by  Marama 
with  the  o.her  things,  throwing  the  rug  about  her  to 
protect  her  from  such  wind  as  there  was.  She  nestled 
gratefully  into  the  soft  seat  and  shut  her  eyes,  for  the 
motion  had  tired  her.  I  noted,  however,  that  she  drew 
in  the  sweet  air  with  long  breaths. 

Then  I  turned  to  observe  the  arrival  of  the  Ancient, 
who  was  being  borne  between  Bickley  and  Bastin  in 
what  children  know  as  a  dandy-chair,  which  is  formed 
by  two  people  crossing  their  hands  in  a  peculiar  fashion. 
It  says  much  for  the  tremendous  dignity  of  his  presence 
that  even  thus,  with  one  arm  round  the  neck  of  Bickley 
and  the  other  round  that  of  Bastin  and  his  long  white 
beard  falling  almost  to  the  ground,  he  still  looked  most 
imposing. 

Unfortunately,  however,  just  as  they  were  emerging 
from  the  cave,  Bastin,  always  the  most  awkward  of 
creatures,  managed  to  leave  hold  with  one  hand,  so' that 
his  passenger  nearly  came  to  the  ground.  Never  shall 
I  forget  the  look  that  he  gave  him.  Indeed,  I  think  that 
from  this  moment  he  hatSl  Bastin.  Bickley  he  respected 
as  a  man  of  intelligence  and  learning,  although  in  com- 
parison with  his  own,  th'  'atter  was  infantile  and  crude ; 
me  he  tolerated  and  even  liked;  but  Bastin  he  detested. 


Resurrection  133 

Jnn*;^!^-  °"*  °f  °i"  P*"^  ^°^  Whom  he  felt  anything 
approaching  real  affection  was  the  spaniel  Tommy       ' 

r.,«,r!„^'  I  "?  ''r";.  ^?""nately  uninjured,  on  aome 
we^  moved  hn»h"  ')''^''^°^-  \hen,  after  a  little  Jh^e! 
we  moved  both  of  them  into  the  sun.  It  was  ouite 
curious  to  sec  them  expand  there.  As  Bickley  ^id.  That 
happened  to  them  mfght  well  be  compar«f  to  The  de- 
yefopment  of  a  butterfly  which  has  just  broken  from  thJ 
living  grave  of  its  chrysalis  and  crept  into  the  fu7  hot 
radiance  of  the  light.  I.s  crinkled  wing? unfold  'thdr 
brilliant  tints  develop;  in  an  hour  or  two  it  is  Mrfec 
glormus  prepared  for  life  and  flight,  a  new  creature      ' 

thev  .rihr.^'^!"'  '*"u  P'i''  f™'"  '"'''"'^"'  to  moment 
thev  gathered  strength  and  v  gour.  Near-bv  to  thi>m 
as  It  happened,  stood  a  large  bafket  of  tKscl>is  naf^e 
h.l  ^K.""!^^'  that  morning  by  the  Orofenans,  and  It 
these  the  Lady  looked  with  longing.  With  Bicklev's 
permission,  I  offered  them  to  her  and  to  the  Ancient 
first  peeling  them  with  my  fingers.    They  afe  of  them 

fh^'il^rn  V"^.  """1'  '•"'*  *°"'d  ^^^'  g°"«  o«  had  n?t 
n^^.lA?h  L^^^^y^  ^^f""^  untoward  consequences,  re- 
Zrti^  ^^^^^-  r'^Srain  the  results  were^  wonderful, 
for  half  an  hour  afterwards  thev  seemed  to  be  quite 
f  m"^ii  u    "r  "^  assistance  the  Glittering  Lady,  as  I 

ose^l  th'  ^°K  •'  '^V'r  ^.  ^'^  "°'  ''"<"^  I^*"-  name, 
rose  from  the  chair,  and,  leaning  on  me,  tottered  a  few 
s  eps  fonvard.  Then  she  stood  looking  at  the  sky  and 
fnl  «n/T'^  panorama  of  nature  benelth,  and  stretch- 
ing out  her  arms  as  though   in   worship.    Oh  I   how 

lieavenry  ^r™''  "'*'  "^^  ^"""^'^^  ^''"'"^  -  "^^ 
Now  for  the  first  time  I  heard  her  voice.     It  was  soft 

sp"p*r„.H  »«  ^-u  '."  ,M  "^^u  "  "'""°"s  bell-like  tone  that 
seemed  to  vibrate  like  the  sound  of  chimes  heard  from 
far  away.  Never  have  I  listened  to  such  another  voice. 
i>he  pointed  to  the  sun  whereof  the  light  turned  her 
radiant  hair  and  garments  to  a  kind  of  golden  glory, 
and  called  't  by  some  name  that  I  could  not  understand. 
I  shook  my  head,  whereon  she  gave  it  a  different  name 
taken,   1  suppose,  from  another  language.       Again  I 


I 


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If 


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X34       When  the  World  Shook 

■hook  my  head  and  she  tried  a  third  time.  Jo  «ny 
delight  this  word  was  practically  the  same  that  the  Oio- 
fenans  used  for  "sun."  

"Yes,"  1  said,  speaking  very  slowly,  '  so  it  is  called 
by  the  people  of  this  land."  

She  understood,  for  she  answered  in  much  the  same 


„  kat,  then,  do  you  call  It  ? 

"Sun  in  the  English  tongue,"  I  replied. 

"Sun.    English,"  she  repeated  after  me,  then  added, 
"How  are  you  named,  Wanderer?" 

"Humphrey,"  I  answered. 

"  Hum— fe— ry  1"  she  said  as  though  she  were  learn- 
ing the  word,  "and  those?" 

"Bastin  and  Bickley,"  I  replied. 

Over  these  patronymics  she  shook  her  head ;  as  yet 
they  were  too  much  for  her. 

"How  are  you  named.  Sleeper?      I  asked. 

"Yva,"  she  answered.  .,  ,  „  »  j 

"  A  beautiful  name  for  one  who  is  beautiful,  1  de- 
clared with  enthusiasm,  of  course  always  in  the  rich 
Orofenan  dialect  which  by  now  I  could  talk  well  enough. 

She  repeated  the  words  once  or  twice,  then  of  a 
sudden  caught  their  meaning,  for  she  smiled  and  even 
coloured,  saying  hastily  with  a  wave  of  her  hand  towards 
the  Ancient  who  stood  at  a  distance  between  Bastin  and 
Bickley,   "My  father,   Oro;  great  man;  great  kir 

^"^^At^his  information  I  started,  for  it  was  startling  to 
learn  that  here  was  the  original  Oro,  who  was  stil 
worshipped  by  the  Orofenans,  although  of  his  actual 
existence  they  had  known  nothing  for  uncounted  time. 
Also  I  was  glad  to  learn  that  he  was  her  father  and  not 
her  old  husband,  for  to  me  that  would  have  been  horrible, 
a  desecration  too  deep  for  words.  . 

"How  long  did  you  sleep,  Yva?"  I  asked  pointing 
towards  the  sepulchre  in  the  cave.  ,    u     i,  »,«, 

After  a  little  thought  she  understood  and  shook  her 
head  hopelessly,  then  by  an  afterthought,  she  said, 

"  Stars  tell  Oro  to-night." 


Resurrection 


got  I  li^dTuet"  J'aTr  h  r  *''!."  '  '''"K  -^  * 
coffin  which  denied  roha^.^  ^'*""  "'°*'  ?'*'«  '«  «he 

At  this  p^n"  our  converi^"  '"*™^*^*'  °"  "'"'"• 
the  Ancient  hmsdfaDD^^.^H"']  """=  '°  *"  «"<*'  '"^ 
Bickley  who  wa?  en?fi^    "*'  '""'"«  °"  '*>«  «'"'  of 
with  iJastin  ^'**'''  '"  »"  «nimated  argument 

fellow Ynd  p^ut  hrm^^P;:^^^^,  he^nTa^^T"  ''^  °"^ 
to  te.r^^.Tat'2  isT.L^;^£ileS  F.'^  'l""^  ^-^ 
not';r2^L^^-^inr-"=^^'5^^^^^ 

a^^^get  some  wrtJ.£tii%^-no^;7;L  Se 
aluSll  ?uTfu?of^S^.eP;r '^^^'"^"^'^    -^^    - 

2Sn^Si;-i/^SH^K=F- 

an  ob^sanc.  po.ed  a  litt.:  ^ "o^n^l'^^SVeJolr 

^.r^j^^ir-tfL^aSEiir-'^-''^^-'" 

oLttlfr  '''^  "  '"^'^'P^  «  heathen  offering  " 
uouDtless    we    were    rirrhf     f^i-   /^     "^""fe- 

homage  by  a  little  Totbn  o^e  head  A?terTh?s^  ^"'^ 
sign  from  him  she  drank  the  water  Tf,»„  .1  ,•  ^'  * 
refilled  and  handed  to  OrrwK^o  Md"ittl^.?sTh1 

t^tu^Jhte  in  tVd^  illSSo^n"'  ^^-^  ^-- 
i«v  now  the  direct  sunlight  was  oassincr  fr«^  .u 

though  they  were  debating  what  their  course  of  action 


'I 


■mi 


LSKUBdAW 


136       When  the  World  Shook 

should  be.  The  dispute  was  lone  and  earnest.  Had  we 
known  what  was  passing,  which  I  learned  afterwards, 
it  would  have  made  us  sufficiently  anxious,  for  the  point 
at  issue  was  nothing  less  than  whether  we  should  or 
should  not  be  forthwith  destroyed— an  end,  it  appears, 
that  Oro  was  quite  capable  of  bringing  about  if  he  so 
pleased.  Yva,  however,  had  very  clear  views  of  her  own 
on  the  matter  and,  as  I  gather,  even  dared  to  threaten 
that  she  would  protect  us  by  the  use  of  certain  powers  at 
her  command,  though  what  these  were  I  do  not  know. 

While  the  event  hung  doubtful  Tommy,  who  was 
growing  bored  with  these  long  proceedings,  picked  up  a 
bough  still  covered  with  flowers  which,  after  their  pretty 
fashion,  the  Orofenans  had  placed  on  the  top  of  one 
of  the  baskets  of  food.  This  small  bough  he  brought 
and  laid  at  the  feet  of  Oro,  no  doubt  in  the  hope  that 
he  would  throw  it  for  him  to  fetch,  a  game  in  which 
the  dog  delighted.  For  some  reason  Oro  saw  an  omen 
in  this  simple  canine  performance,  or  he  may  have 
thought  that  the  dog  was  making  an  offering  to  him,  for 
he  put  his  thin  hand  to  his  brow  and  thought  a  while, 
then  motioned  to  Bastin  to  pick  up  the  bough  and  give 
it  to  him. 

Next  he  spoke  to  his  daughter  as  though  assenting 
to  something,  for  I  saw  her  sigh  in  relief.  No  wonder, 
for  he  was  conveying  his  decision  to  spare  our  lives  and 
admit  us  to  their  fellowship. 

After  this  again  they  talked,  but  in  quite  a  different 
tone  and  manner.  Then  the  Glittering  Lady  said  to 
me  in  her  slow  and  archaic  Orofenan  : 

"We  go  to  rest.    You  must  not  follow.    We  come 
back  perhaps  to-night,  perhaps  next  night.      We  are 
quite  safe.     You  are  quite  safe  under  the  beard  of  Oro. 
Spirit  of  Oro  watch  you.      You  understand  ?  " 
I  said  I  understood,  whereon  she  answered : 
"  Good-bye,  O  Humfe-ry." 
"  Good-bye,  O  Yva,"  I  replied  bowing. 
Thereon  they  turned  and  refusing  all  assistance  from 
us,  vanished  into  the  darkness  of  the  cave  leaning  upon 
each  other  and  walking  slowly. 


CHAPTER   XII 

TWO  HUNDRED  AND  FIFTY  THOUSAND  YEARS  I 

their  cS^''::j!t'^n'\?:^^f^^:^  Ti'^ 

at  me  with  a  suspicious  eye.     '  ^'""'  '°°'""g 

';i  know  no  other,"  I  said. 

r^re?^A^xfrt^ol°^^^^^^^^^^^^ 

them.  XTTm  fe^rrihl^h^  ^^"'  *?°'^  ^"^  '^^'e'  ^or 
it  is  light  Thev  have  Lpn"^'^,^',^  ?"''  ^^  before 
which  I  was  ffing  lomard  ZfhJ  l^'  ^f  ^^"'*  »« 
do  not  seem  to  care^for^ork  »  ^°°''"''^  '^'^ 

hauS.'"cifth:?ooS''the7;."''°  '!.^"J^  '-^ked  ex- 
talk  afterwaiS."  '      "'  ^  ^  ^°°^  ^«"o*-    We'll 

Bick^'wh^he  madfol'th^r"'^'  ^''?*'^'   ^  ^''^^  ■ 
thought  the  Lepers  had  gone   "''"'"''  ^^  ^'^•''''='  »>« 

Bastin!''"Li^^ect ItTtol'^nl^'  ''rj'°"'"  '"'«""Pted 
of  the  Bible  Twch  Lven  fifti  "^^'^  '"'?'^"  *°  ^^""^^^^ 
when  he  is  anerv     lirnf  ri^i^^.^'"'"*'""^  sometimes 

fond  of  heatZTheyl^ouW^n^f  Srt  f'L'^^^^  '°  ^'  1"^ 
coffins,  and  you  will  admit  fh^ftK  "  ^''^" '"  "'«'''■ 
natural,  although  tS  GlitterinifLJ  ^-^  ^""^  "°^  *>"'♦« 
regards  her  extlrior  "  ^''"^""&  ^ady  ,s  so  attractive  as 

himS'to'm™'  '''"  ""^'^  -'^^  -d  addressed 
"I  don't  know  what  to  think  of  it,"  he  said;  "but  as 
137 


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m 


138       When  the  World  Shook 

the  experience  is  not  natural  and  everything  in  the 
Universe,  so  far  as  we  know  it,  has  a  natural  explana- 
tion, I  am  inclined  to  the  belief  that  we  are  suflering 
from  hallucinations,  which  in  their  way  are  also  quite 
natural.  It  does  not  seem  possible  that  two  people  can 
really  have  been  asleep  for  an  unknown  length  of  time 
enclosed  in  vessels  of  glass  or  crystal,  kept  warm  by 
radium  or  some  such  substance,  and  then  emerge  from 
them  comparatively  strong  and  well.  It  is  contrary  to 
natural  law." 

"How  about  microbes?"  I  asked.  "They  are  said 
to  last  practically  for  ever,  and  they  are  living  things. 
So  in  their  case  your  natural  law  breaks  down." 

"That  is  true,"  he  answered.  "Some  microbes  in  a 
sealed  tube  and  under  certain  conditions  do  appear  to 
possess  indefinite  powers  of  life.  Also  radium  has  an 
indefinite  life,  but  that  is  a  mineral.  Only  these  people 
are  not  microbes  nor  are  they  minerals.  Also,  experience 
tells  us  that  they  could  not  have  lived  for  more  than  a 
few  months  at  the  outside  in  such  circumstances  as  we 
seemed  to  find  them." 

"Then  what  do  you  suggest?" 
"  I  suggest  that  we  did  not  really  find  them  at  all ; 
that  we  have  all  been  dreaming.  You  know  that  there 
are  certain  gases  which  produce  illusions,  laughing  gas 
is  one  of  them,  and  that  these  gases  are  sometimes  met 
with  in  caves.  Now  there  were  very  peculiar  odours  in 
that  place  under  the  statue,  which  may  have  worked 
upon  our  imaginations  in  some  such  way.  Otherwise 
we  are  up  against  a  miracle,  and,  as  you  know,  I  do  not 
believe  in  miracles." 

"7  do,"  said  Bastin  calmly.  "You'll  find  all  about 
it  in  the  Bible  if  you  will  only  take  the  trouble  to  read. 
Why  do  you  talk  such  rubbish  about  gases  ?  " 

"Because  only  gas,  or  something  of  the  sort,  could 
have  made  us  imagine  them." 

"Nonsense,  Bickley  1  Those  people  were  here  right 
enough.  Didn't  they  eat  our  fruit  and  drink  the  water 
I  brought  them  without  ever  sayinpr  thank  you  ?  Only, 
they  are  not  human.    They  are  evil  spirits,  and  for  my 


250,000  Years!  139 

^!fi  ^  *^^"'^***'"J°.^  *"y  "0'«  of  them,  though  I 

have  no  doubt  Arbuthnot  does,  as  that  Glittering  Lady 

threw  her  arms  round  his  neck  when  she  wolce  up,  and 

t'r.^k\*^  calhng  her  by  her  Christian  name,  U  the 

,Ji  Christian  can  be  used  in  connection  with  her.    The 

old  fellow  had  the  impudence  to  tell  us  that  he  was  a 

^f^LfP?. "  '^  remarkable  that  he  should  have  called 

uS  i»  .?'  ^^',"5  'Ji*^  *^'^  *^*^"  ^*>ey  *o«hip  on  the 

Orofena  "     °  ^'°  ''"'*  '^^  P'**=^  '^"  '^  "«">«'^ 

"As  to  where  they  have  gone,"  continued  Bicklev. 

taking  no  notice  of  Bastin,  "I  really  don't  know     Mv 

expectation  is,  however,  that  when  we  go  to  look  to- 

morrow  mornin^-and  I  suggest  that  we  should  not  do 

so  before  then  in  order  that  we  may  give  our  minds 

time  to  clear-we  shall  find  t..at  sepulchre  place  quiti 

empty,  even  perhaps  without  the  crystal  coffins  we  have 

imagined  to  stand  there." 

"Perhaps  we  shall  find  that  there  isn't  a  cave  at  all 
and  that  we  are  not  sitting  on  a  flat  rock  outside  of  it  " 
suggested  Bastin  with  heavy  sarcasm,  adding,  "You  are 

r.lh''w»,^°"''  ^^^'  ^''^'^'^y-  ''"'  yo"  '^n  talk  more 
rubbish  than  any  man  I  ever  knew." 

"The^  told  us  they  would  come  back  to-night  or  to- 
Ke^'?"^  '"'*'•    ""  *^'=^  '^''  ^^''  "•»  youU  then. 

"I  will  wait  till  they  come  to  answer  that  question. 
wJir  "^,P  ^°'  "  '^^^^^'"^  try  to  change  our  thoughts. 
2^  saying."  "''"  ^""^  "^"^^^  '"'°^  ^''^^  ^« 

'•One  more  question,"  I  said  as  we  rose  to  start, 
selves  f^™™^  suffer  from  hallucinations  as  well  as  our- 
.     "Why  not?"  answered  Bickley.    "He  is  an  animal 

W/thTni^he^diS"'^"^  "^  ''"'''''''  -'^  "-  ^"--y 
"When  you  found  that  basket  of  fruit,  Bastin,  which 
the  natives  Uught  over  in  the  canoe,  wai  there  a  b^ugh 
covered  with  red  flowers  lying  on  the  top  of  it  ?" 

Yes,  Arbuthnot,  one  bough  only;  I  threw  it  down 


^ 


"j  »: 


H    i 


140       When  the  World  Shook 

on  the  rock  as  it  got  in  the  way  when  I  was  carrying 
the  basket." 

"  Which  flowering  bough  we  all  thought  we  saw  the 
Sleeper  Oro  carry  away  after  Tommy  had  brought  it  to 
him." 

"Yes;  he  made  me  pick  it  up  and  give  it  to  him," 
said  Bastin. 

"Well,  if  we  did  not  see  this  it  should  still  be  lying 
on  the  rock,  as  there  has  been  no  wind  and  there  are 
no  animals  here  to  carry  it  away.  You  will  admit  that, 
Bickley?" 

He  nodded. 

"Then  if  it  has  gone  you  will  admit  also  that  the 
presumption  is  that  we  saw  what  we  thought  we  did 
see?" 

"I  do  not  know  how  that  conclusion  can  be  avoided, 
at  any  rate  so  far  as  the  incident  of  the  bough  is  con- 
cerned," replied  Bickley  with  caution. 

Then,  without  more  words,  we  started  to  look.  At 
the  spot  where  the  bough  should  have  been,  there  was 
no  bough,  but  on  the  rock  lay  several  of  the  red  flowers, 
bitten  off,  I  suppose,  by  Tommy  while  he  was  carrying 
it.  Nor  was  this  all.  I  think  I  have  mentioned  that  the 
Glittering  Lady  wore  sandals  which  were  fastened  with 
red  studs  that  looked  like  rubies  or  carbuncles.  On  the 
rock  lay  one  of  these  studs.  I  picked  it  up  and  we 
examined  it.  It  had  been  sewn  to  the  sandal-strap  with 
golden  thread  or  silk.  Some  of  this  substance  hung 
from  the  hole  drilled  in  the  stone  which  served  for  an 
eye.  It  was  as  rotten  as  tinder,  apparently  with  extreme 
age.  Moreover,  the  hard  gem  itself  was  pitted  as  though 
the  passage  of  time  had  taken  effect  upon  it,  though 
this  may  have  been  caused  by  other  agencies,  such  as 
the  action  of  the  radium  rays.  I  smiled  at  Bickley  who 
looked  disconcerted  and  even  sad.  In  a  way  it  is  pain- 
ful to  see  the  effect  upon  an  able  and  earnest  man  of  the 
upsetting  of  his  lifelong  theories. 

We  went  for  our  walk,  keeping  to  the  flat  lands  at 
the  foot  of  the  volcano  cone,  for  we  seemed  to  have  had 
enough  of  wonders  and  to  desire  to  reassure  ourselves. 


250,000  Years! 


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As'itTt?.;.^^  ^^*'  ^'""^y  °^  ""'""'  «"d  ^^•"•"ar  things. 
AS  It  chanced,  too,  we  were  rewarded  by  sundry  uselul 

tree  and  other  fruits,  most  of  them  now  ripe,  grew  in 
abundance  as  did  the  yam.  Also,  we  came^ti  InTnlet 
that  we  noticed  was  crowded  with  large  and  beautiful 
fish  from  the  lake,  which  seemed  to  find  it  a  favour  "e 
spot.  Perhaps  this  was  because  a  little  stream  of  exaU 
lent  water  ran  in  here,  overflowing  from  the^reat  pool 
or  mere  which  filled  the  crater  above.  ^        ^ 

At  these  finds  we  rejoiced  greatly,  for  now  we  knew 
2  l^H  T'^  "1^  fear  starvation  even  should  our  supply 
of  food  from  the  main  island  be  cut  off.  Indeed,  by 
help  of  some  palm-leaf  stalks  which  we  wove  together 

S  ^  ^^";?'  ^^°  ^^^  '^'^''  <^'«^«'  ^  this  kS  of 
thing  managed  to  trap  four  fish  weighing  two  or  three 
pounds  apiece,  wading  into  the  wate?  to  do  so  It  wis 
curious  to  observe  with  what  ease  he  adapted  himself  to 

Jde^'"tW  b!!!,'"''"""  of  primeval  maS.  so  ZTso, 
indeed,  that  Bickley  remarked  that  if  he  could  believe  in 
re-incarnation,  he  would  be  absolutely  certain  ThLt 
Bastin  was  a  troglodyte  in  his  last  sojourn  on  the  earth 
However  this  might  be,  Bastin 's  primeval  instincts 
and  abilities  were  of  the  utmost  service  to  us.  Before  we 
had  been  many  days  on  that  island  he  had  built  us  a 
kind  of  native  hut  or  house  roofed  with  palm  leave"  in 
Avhich,  until  provided  with  a  better,  as  happened  afte" 

7.t'  ""If  *'  "'^  ^V""^  ^'^^^'y  «'«Pt'  "saving  the  tent 
K-  k\  Moreover,  he  wove  a  net  of  palm  fibre  with 
Hn^fnf '.^"^'''  abundance  of  fish,  and  made  fishTng- 
h^t  ^  K^^ulfT  ."material  (fortunately  we  had  some 
Sl!.f"i?^  ^n""*^  ^'"^  freshwater  mussels  and  the 
msides  of  fish.     By  means  of  these  he  secured  some 

Ixce£  ^JlT'u-  *''  '^^^  '^''''  ^''^t  P™-"J  ^^st 
Her«v  whf  K  1  "'^  «^'^'^^  triumph,  however,  was  a 
f^^^  7^'"^  u^  constructed  of  boughs,  wherein  he 
S^^Ih  IZ^^'f  °^  waterfowl.  So  thft  s^wn  we  kept  a 
very  good  table  of  a  sort,  especially  after  he  had  learned 
horiton^^  our  food  upon  the  native  plan  by  means  ^ 
hot  stones.     This  suited  us  admirably,  as  it  enabled 


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142        When  the  World  Shook 

Bickley  and  myself  to  devote  all  our  time  to  archaeo- 
logical and  other  studies  which  did  not  greatly  interest 
Bastin. 

By  the  time  that  we  got  back  to  camp  it  was  drawing 
towards  evening,  so  we  cooked  our  food  and  ate,  and 
then,  thoroughly  exhausted,  made  ourselves  as  comfort- 
able as  we  could  and  went  to  sleep.  Even  our  marvel- 
lous experiences  could  not  keep  Bickley  and  myself  from 
sleeping,  and  on  Bastin  such  things  had  no  effect.  He 
accepted  them  and  that  was  all,  much  more  readily  than 
we  did,  indeed.  Triple-armed  as  he  was  in  the  mail  of  a 
child-like  faith,  he  snapped  his  fingers  at  evil  spirits 
which  he  supposed  the  Sleepers  to  be,  and  at  everything 
else  that  other  men  might  dread. 

Now,  as  I  have  mentioned,  after  our  talk  with 
Marama,  although  we  did  not  think  it  wise  to  adventure 
ourselves  among  them  again  at  present,  we  had  lost  all 
fear  of  the  Orofenans.  In  this  attitude,  so  far  as  Marama 
himself  and  the  majority  of  his  people  were  concerned, 
we  were  quite  justified,  for  they  were  our  warm  friends. 
But  in  the  case  of  the  sorcerers,  the  priests  and  all  their 
rascally  and  superstitious  brotherhood,  we  were  by  no 
means  justified.  They  had  not  forgiven  Bastin  his 
sacrilege  or  for  his  undermining  of  tneir  authority  by 
the  preaching  of  new  doctrines  which,  if  adopted,  would 
destroy  them  as  a  hierarchy.  Nor  had  they  forgiven 
Bickley  for  shooting  one  of  their  number,  or  anv  of  us 
for  our  escape  from  the  vengeance  of  their  god.' 

So  it  came  about  that  they  made  a  plot  to  seize  us  all 
and  hale  us  off  to  be  sacrificed  to  a  substituted  image  of 
Oro,  which  by  now  they  had  set  up.  They  knew  exactly 
where  we  slept  upon  the  rock ;  indeed,  our  fire  showed 
it  to  them  and  so  far  they  were  not  afraid  to  vcture, 
since  here  they  had  been  accustomed  for  generat  :).is  to 
lay  their  offerings  to  the  god  of  the  Mountain.  Secretly 
on  the  previous  night,  without  the  knowledge  of 
Marama,  they  had  carried  two  more  canoes  to  the 
borders  of  the  lake.  Now  on  this  night,  just  as  the  moon 
was  setting  about  three  in  the  morning,  they  made  their 
attack,  twenty-one  men  in  all,  for  the  three  canoes  were 


250,000  Years ! 


143 

large,  relying  on  the  following  darkness  to  get  us  away 
and  convey  us  to  the  place  orsacrifice  to  bf  offered  ud 
at  dawn  and  before  Marama  could  interfere  ^ 

Ihe  first  we  knew  of  the  matter,  for  most  foolishlv 
we  had  neglected  to  keep  a  watch,  was  the  unTS 

u^TZioIlTI  ««^^&««''"ff""g  on  ufand Trussing 
us  up  with  palm-libre  ropes.    Also  they  thrust  handfuls 

out  TltEh"*"  ^"'  """''if  *°  P'^^^"'  "«  from  call in| 
^«cc  „  ^??  ^*  air  came  through  the  interstices  of  thf 
grass,  we  did  not  suffocate.    The  thing  was  so  well  done 

we 'h«rf  T''  '''''f  "  ''i°^  '"  self-defe^nce,  a^d  ahhough 
shot  O?/  P'"°'^  "'  ''*"^!  '""^'^  '«=««  <:o"ld  we  fire^a 
shot.  Of  course,  we  struggled  as  well  as  we  were  able 
but  ,t  was  quite  useless;  in  three  minutes  wlwere  as 
helpless  as  calves  in  a  net  and  like  calves  were  beini 
conveyed  to  the  butcher.  Bastin  managed  T get  hf 
gag  out  of  his  mouth  for  a  few  seconds,  and  f  heard 
him  say  in  his  slow,  heavy  voice  : 
PvilTI^'^;  Bickley,   is  what  comes  of  trafficking  with 

evil  spirits  in  museum  cases "     There  his  soeerh 

stopped   for  the  grass  wad  was  jammed  down  his?hrS 

snort 'ihp'*"*'"'-'^'  t"^'**  '^^  inarticulate  Bickley 
u«er  A«  ?«  ^^on-^e/y^d  the  repartee  he  was  unable  to 
Tr-:.rh^t  '"^•f  "•  ^-  '*^'="^''  ^^^^  ^^^  business  served 
iSuefo  fate'  "  "'"^  *  *^'''''  ^"'^  abandoned  the 

to  Jl'lhJn  ?'*"J*^L*'lf  ''"*^'  ^  ^^^  infinitely  more  sorry 
Tht  i,«H„  I'^x  •'^  ^^"^  ''"""  forty-eight  hours  earlier^ 
we  cofilH  onL       '"  """^t^^ys  a  dreadful  world,  one,  if 
wLlH  LI  ^^A  f"!™""  ^''^  courage,  that  some  of  us 
would  be  glad  to  leave  in  search  of  new  adventures 
But   here  a  great  and   unprecedented    adventure   hid 
begun  to  befall  me,  and  before  its  mystery  was  solved 
before  even  I  could  formulate  a  theory  con^ernbliT 
wJ«  rolL"ir  ^  ^es^^oved,  and  my  intelligence  tha 
was  caged  therein,  sent  far  afield;  or,  if  Bickley  were 

ZJbir'.'T^-  ''  "^"^"^  ^°  ^<»  i"«t  when  the  im! 
S^r  tie  ^Vfl.r^'J'^r'^  wandering  moon,  had  risen 
chf  Ju^  "^*''  °^  ^^^  ascertained  and  made  them 
shine  with  hope  and  wonder. 


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144       When  the  World  Shook 

Jlify  carried  us  off  to  the  canoes,  not  too  gently;  in- 
deed,  I  heard  the  bony  frame  of  Bastin  bump  into  the 
bottom  of  one  of  them  and  reflected,  not  without  venom, 
that  It  served  him  right  as  he  was  the  fount  and  origin 
of  our  woes.  Two  stmking  magicians,  wearing  on  their 
heads  undress  editions  of  their  court  cages,  since  these 
were  too  cumbersome  for  active  work  of  the  sort,  and 
painted  all  over  with  various  pigments,  were  just  about 
to  swing  me  after  him  into  the  same,  or  another  canoe, 
when  something  happened.  I  did  not  know  what  it 
was,  but  as  a  result,  my  captors  left  hold  of  me  so  that 
I  fell  to  the  rock,  lying  upon  my  back. 

Then,  within  my  line  of  vision,  which,  it  must  be 
remembered,  was  limited  because  I  could  not  lift  my 
head,  appeared  the  upper  part  of  the  tall  person  of  the 
Ancient  who  said  that  he  was  named  Oro.  I  could  only 
see  him  down  to  his  middle,  but  I  noted  vaguely  that 
he  seemed  to  be  much  changed.  For  instance,  he  wore 
a  different  coloured  dress,  or  rather  robe;  this  time  it 
was  dark  blue,  which  caused  me  to  wonder  where  on 
earth  it  came  from.  Also,  his  tremendous  beard  had 
been  trimmed  and  dressed,  and  on  his  head  there  was  a 
simple  black  cap,  strangely  quilted,  which  looked  as 
though  It  were  made  of  velvet.  Moreover,  his  face  had 
plumped  out.  He  still  looked  ancient,  it  is  true,  and 
unutterably  wise,  but  now  he  resembled  an  antique 
youth,  so  great  were  his  energy  and  vigour.  Also,  his 
dark  and  glowing  eyes  shone  with  a  fearful  intensity. 
In  short,  he  seemed  impressive  and  terrible  almost 
beyond  imagining. 

He  looked  about  him  slowly,  then  asked  in  a  deep, 
cold  voice,  speaking  in  the  Orofenan  tongue : 

"What  do  you,  slaves?" 

No  one  seemed  able  to  answer,  they  were  too  horror- 
stricken  at  this  sudden  vision  of  their  fabled  god,  whose 
fierce  features  of  wood  had  become  flesh;  they  only 
turned  to  fly.  He  waved  his  thin  hand  and  they  came 
to  a  standstill,  like  animals  which  have  reached  the  end 
of  their  tether  and  are  checked  by  the  chains  that  bind 
them.     There  they  stood  in  all  sorts  of  postures,  im- 


250,000  Years! 


145 

The  Sleeper  spoke  again  : 

slowly  choked  and-dJed  "  ""^  *^*  "P- 

paralysed    The'v  r.,U?M?L  .r^*   °^.   ^^^"^  "^^^  ^ood 

fought  furiously     ThTseirS'^nH*'?  ^'^^P  ^^  ^"'^ 

'^I'tt^ed^'ifai-F^^^^ 

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146       When  the  World  Shook 

"  Lift  that  man  from  the  boat,"  he  said,  pointing  to 
Bastin,  "cut  his  bonds  and  those  of  the  others." 

They  obeyed  with  a  wonderful  alacrity.  In  a  minute 
we  stood  at  liberty  and  were  pulling  the  grass  gags  from 
our  mouths.  The  Ancient  pointed  to  the  head  magician 
who  lay  dead  upon  the  rock,  his  hideous,  contorted 
countenance  staring  open-eyed  at  heaven. 

"Take  that  sorcerer  and  show  him  to  the  other 
sorcerers  yonder,"  he  said,  "and  tell  them  where  your 
fellows  are  if  they  would  find  them.  Know  by  these 
signs  that  the  Oro,  god  of  the  MounUin,  who  has  slept 
awhile,  is  awake,  and  ill  will  it  go  with  them  who  ques- 
tion his  power  or  dare  to  try  to  harm  those  who  dwell 
in  his  house.  Bring  food  day  by  day  and  await  com- 
mands.   Begone  1 " 

The  dreadful-looking  body  was  bundled  into  one  of 
the  canoes,  that  out  of  which  Bastin  had  emerged.  A 
rower  sprang  into  each  of  them  and  presently  was 
paddling  as  ne  had  never  done  before.  As  the  setting 
moon  vanished,  they  vanished  with  it,  and  once  more 
there  was  a  great  silence. 

"I  am  going  to  find  my  boots,"  saif'  Bastin.  "This 
rock  is  hard  and  I  hurt  my  feet  kick-  -  at  those  poor 
fellows  who  appear  to  have  come  to  ;  oad  end,  how,  I 
do  not  exactly  understand.  Personally,  I  think  that 
more  allowances  should  have  been  made  for  them,  as  I 
hope  will  be  the  case  elsewhere,  since  after  all  they  only 
acted  according  to  their  lights." 

"Curse  their  lights  I"  ejaculated  Bickley,  feeling 
his  throat  which  was  bruised.  "I'm  elad  thev  are 
out."  ^  ' 

Basti.  limped  away  in  search  of  his  boots,  but 
Bickley  and  I  stood  where  we  were  contemplating  the 
awakened  Sleeper.  All  recollection  of  the  recent  tumul- 
tuous scene  seemed  to  have  passed  from  his  mind,  for 
he  was  engaged  in  a  study  of  the  heavens.  They  were 
wonderfully  brilliant  now  that  the  moon  was  down, 
brilliant  as  they  only  can  be  in  the  tropics  when  the  sky 
is  clear. 

Something   caused  me   to  look   round,   and  there, 


250,000  Years !  147 

Yva.     Evidently  all  her  weakness  had  departed  also 

Cnt  *^  '''"f  "'°'J°"  '''^'  reminded  me  of  a  swan 
floatmg  forward  on  the  water.  Well  had  we  named  her 
the  Glittermg  Lady,  for  in  the  starlight  literallT  she 

golden  raiment,  which,  however,  I  noticed,  as  in  her 
father  s  case,  was  not  the  same  that  she  had  worn  in  the 
coffin ;  also  from  her  harr  that  seemed  to  give  out  a  lieht 
tL  LT""-    "^^  •''"''•  '*"'  shimmered  as%he  came,  her 

^L  Th/T^'"''^  *'  ''^r?  ^'«P  '"'^  *  «i"o^v  in  the 
wind.  She  drew  near,  and  1  saw  that  her  face,  too,  had 
filled  put  and  now  was  that  of  one  in  perfect  health 

to'ndXTaVg:'"^  '"  *'^"  ^'""•^  «>'^'y  -'l  --ed 

whilh  i'^h,!]""*^^  1^^  ^'""^  *^°^  ^*°  plates  of  metal 
which  I  had  seen  lying  in  the  coffin  of  the  Sleeper  Oro 
These  she  gave  to  him,  then  fell  back  out  of  his  hearing 
-If  It  were  ever  possible  to  do  this,  a  point  on  which  ! 
fi?l.  •  ^u'T~^1^  '^S*"  *°  talk  to  me.  I  noted  at  once 
that  in  the  few  hours  during  which  she  was  absent,  her 

fmnrS"    °\^^'    ^u'"^*"^"    *°"^«    S«""«d    to    have 

rS  K^/^^f  >'  "^  i''°"S*^  «^«  ^^'^  'l^""k  deeply  from 
sonie  hidden  fount  of  memory.  Now  she  spoke  it  with 
readiness,  as  Oro  had  done  when  he  addreL^d  the 
sorcerers,  although  many  of  the  wonds  she  used  were 
not  known  to  me,  and  the  general  form  of  her  language 
appeared  archaic,  as  for  instance  that  of  Spenrer  is 
compared  with  modern  English.  When  she  saw  I  did 
not  comprehend  her,  however,  she  would  stop  and  cast 
her  sentences  ma  diflferent  shape,  till  at  length  I  caught 
^er^meaning.     Now  I  give  the  substance  of  what  fhe 

"You  are  safe,"  she  began,  glancing  first  at  the 
palm  ropes  that  lay  upon  the  rock  and  then  at  my  wrists, 
one  of  which  was  cut. 

"Yes,  Lady  Yva,  thanks  to  your  father." 

♦t,-  1  •  °"  r  r'  ^y  ^^^^^^  *«  ™«-  My  father  was 
thinking  of  other  things,  but  T  was  thinking  of  you 


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X48       When  the  World  Shook 

•tnngers,  and  from  where  I  was  I  saw  those  wicked 
ones  coming  to  liill  you." 

"Oh  I  from  the  top  of  the  mounuin,  I  suppose." 

She  shoolc  her  head  and  smiled  but  vouchsafed  no 
further  explanation,  unless  her  following  words  can  be 
so  called.    These  were : 

"I  can  see  otherwise  than  with  my  eyes,  if  I  choose." 
A  statement  that  caused  Bickley,  who  was  listenine.  to 
mutter :  ^ 

"Impossible!  What  the  deuce  can  she  mean? 
Telepathy,  perha.js." 

"I  saw,''  she  continued,  "and  told  the  Lord,  my 
father.  He  came  forth.  Did  he  kill  them  ?  I  did  not 
look  to  learn." 

"Yes.  They  lie  in  the  lake,  all  except  three  whom 
hw  sent  away  as  messengers." 

"I  thought  so.  Death  is  terrible,  O  Humphrey,  but 
Jt  IS  a  sword  which  those  who  rule  must  use  to  smite 
the  wicked  and  the  savage." 

Not  wishing  to  pursue  this  subject,  I  a-ked  her  what 
her  father  was  doing  with  the  metal  platt  , 

"He  reads  the  stars,"  she  answered,  "to  learn  how 
long  we  have  been  asleep.  Before  we  we  it  to  sleep 
he  made  two  pictures  of  them,  as  they  were  then 
and  as  they  should  be  at  the  time  he  had  set  for  our 
awakening.^' 

"We  set  that  time,"  interrupted  Bickley. 
.IT  "^°*  ^'  ^  Bickley,"  she  answered,  smiling  again. 
In  the  divme  Oro's  head  was  the  time  sjt.    You  were 
the  hand  that  executed  his  decree." 

When  Bickley  heard  this  I  really  thought  he  wouW 
have  burst.  However,  he  controlled  himself  nobly, 
bemg  anxious  to  hear  the  end  of  this  mysterious  fib. 

"How  long  was  the  time  that  the  lord  Oro  set  apart 
for  sleep  ?  "  I  asked. 

She  paused  as  though  puzzled  to  find  words  to  ex- 
press her  meaning,  then  held  up  her  hands  and  said : 

"Ten,"  nodding  at  her  fingers.  By  second  thoughts 
she  took  Bickley's  hands,  not  mine,  and  counted  his 
ten  fingers. 


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THEY   WOULD  APPEAR  AT   HIS  AI^KBWNO 


»EY  CHART  TO  THE   ABOVE 


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250.000  Years ! 


149 

"Ten  years,"  said  Bicklev     "ur-n     , 
■mpossible,  but  perhaDS--5^"«n^^''"'  °^  «>"««.  it  is 
"Ten  fpn=  •'  ,k     *^^ and  he  paused. 

"one  huncSred!"  ''''  "'""'  °"  ^'''^  «  deeding  smile, 
"t'^  '  i!  ^'^  B'cljley. 

rf^^yi^-i^Bi^j^fer-"^-" 
thouS^rhu^"d^tdlnte"fh^"*'  "i^'^  ^  ^^-^-d 

was  the  space  of  time  which  th7.«^-?"^"''  y^'^'  ^'"'' 
for  our  sleep.  WhetK  it  JL  k'  *^'?' .!?y  ^^'^er,  set 
know  presently  when  h^hic^j^'f"  ^"'fi"ed  he  will 
and  made  comJaT^"  ofifwith^l,'''',  ^^  °^  '^e  stars 
laid  us  down  to  reT"and  IhJ  ^^V'''  *™t«  before  we 
which  the  AnSem  U^'lil^i  IJ'"'«<1 '°  ^^e  metal  plates 

St^Vtot^m'::'^  rr^  »°""^«  -« though  he 


were 


d)gnationt1,atIneariyZgS'"^Y:?r1'r'-^  '"  ^'^  '"- 
dui  laugh,  and  very  LsiS  was    iat  fauth   ^"  """^"^ 

He  does  not  believe,"  she  said      "if    • 
iie  knows  everything     B  it  m,?,  u^    J^^  '^  ^  clever 
sand  years  ago  wf  should  hn.t^^  ^ 
^"Pid.    ThenleTulfreadthe^^,?^^^^^^^  T'' 

movements  for  ever."  "  calculate  their 

-show  mTfaS  .?in^T;Sn7;fthrm^r  •"'"  «"  ^'^'^  '« 
Secretly  I  hooed  thZ  ?v.-  ?    .  ^"^  ''^  '*  wrong." 

me.  Indeed  lTouA'!uT^  T"'''  ^  >>« '«'<!  «" 
the  edification  of  sfckley  wl  „  h-f^"^^  '^^  '"''J*''^'  'o"- 
drawn  back  by  his  eagi  curioskv''T""\^"''  ^^« 
Bastin  joined  us.  hannt,  in  h?.       ^'    .J"^'  *''en,   too, 

"You  tell  us    iffJv    T/egained  boots, 
or  should  have  slept  for  tlo'h    ^'^^'  "^''^t  y*>"  «'«?». 
ye^rs."    Here*BSL'oS'rst^^"^.f/!C°"-"<J 
where  was  your  mind  all  this  time  ?"  ^'  ""^^  ^' 

havetoaLwe^'rrt'itTe^nT^HP'"''  5^  ""-"Phrey.  I 
^  mat  at  present  I  do  not  know  for  certein. 


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I  think,  however,  that  it  dwelt  elsewhere,  perhaps  in 
other  bodies  on  the  earth,  or  some  different  earth.  At 
least,  I  know  that  my  heart  is  very  full  of  memories 
which  as  yet  I  cannot  unroll  and  read." 

"  Great  heavens,  this  is  madness  I  "  said  Bickley. 

"In  the  great  heavenr,"  she  answered  slowly,  "there 
are  many  things  which  you,  poor  man,  would  think  to 
be  madness,  but  yet  are  truth  and  perfect  wisdom. 
These  things,  or  some  of  them,  soon  I  shall  hope  to 
show  you." 

"Do  if  you  can,"  said  Bickley. 

"Why  not?"  interrupted  Bastin.  "I  think  the  lady's 
remarks  quite  reasonable.  It  seems  to  me  highly  im- 
probable if  really  she  has  slept  for  two  hundred  and  fifty 
thousand  years,  which,  of  course,  I  can't  decide,  that  an 
immortal  spirit  would  be  allowed  to  remain  idle  for  so 
long.  That  would  be  wallowing  in  a  bed  of  idleness 
and  shirking  its  duty  which  is  to  do  its  work.  Also,  as 
she  tells  you,  Bickley,  you  are  not  half  so  clever  as  you 
think  you  are  in  your  silly  scepticism,  and  I  have  no 
doubt  that  there  are  many  things  in  other  worlds  which 
would  expose  your  ignorance,  if  only  you  could  see 
them." 

At  this  moment  Oro  turned  and  called  his  daughter. 
She  went  at  once,  saying  : 

"Come,  strangers,  and  you  shall  learn." 

So  we  followed  her. 

"Daughter,"  *■<.■  said,  speaking  in  Orofenan,  I  think 
that  we  might  understand,  "ask  these  strangers  to  bring 
one  of  those  lamps  of  theirs  that  by  the  light  of  it  I  may 
study  these  writings." 

"Perhaps  this  may  serve,"  said  Bickley,  suddenly 
producing  an  electric  torch  from  his  pocket  and  flashing 
it  into  his  face.  It  was  his  form  of  repartee  for  all  he 
had  suffered  at  the  hands  of  this  incomprehensible  pair. 
Let  me  say  at  once  that  it  was  singularly  successful. 
Perhaps  the  wisdom  of  the  ages  in  which  Oro  flourished 
had  overlooked  so  small  a  matter  as  electric  torches,  or 
perhaps  he  did  not  expect  to  meet  with  them  in  these 
degenerate  days.    At  any  rate  for  the  first  and  last  time 


250,000  Yearsj  151 

in  my  intercourse  with  him  I  saw  the  god,  or  lord— the 
native  word  bears  either  meaning-Oro  genuinely 
astonished.  He  started  and  stepped  back,  a^nd  for  ii 
moment  or  two  seemed  a  little  frightened.  Then  mut- 
tering  something  as  to  the  cleverness  of  this  licht- 
producing  instrument,  he  motioned  to  his  daughter  to 
take  It  from  Bickley  and  hold  it  in  a  certain  ^sition. 
She  obeyed,  and  in  its  illumination  he  began  to  study 
the  engraved  plates,  holding  one  of  them  in  either  hand. 
o„^  %k\*^1.'-^  ^^  ^^""^  ""^  °"«  o^  'he  plates  to  hold, 
thl  ™»n1'^'^^'J^A«^?'^  ^^""^  P"'"'*'^  successively  to 
AW.h  p'°''.°^*^'A^"'  ^°  ^^^  s'"s  Castor.  PoHux, 

A  debaran,  R.gel.  the  Pleiades,  Sirius  and  others  which 

J^^tZ^  xi;^  '"""l*^  knowledge  I  could  not  recognise 
offhand.  Then  on  the  plate  which  I  held,  he  showld  us 
byTne^*"*  ^^"  *"'^  constellations,  checking  them  one 

.n7u^''J'^  remarked  very  quietly  that  all  was  in  order, 
and  handing  the  plate  he  held  to  Yva,  said : 

1  he  calculations  made  so  long  ago  are  correct,  nor 
have  the  stars  varied  ir   their  proper  motions  durhig 
what  IS  after  all  but  an  hour  of  time.    If  you.  Stranger 
who  I  understand,  are  named  Humphreyf  should  beTas 
LC*i     '  t.*ie«ven-">aster,  naturally  you  will  ask  me 

.?Z  ri"^  ^"^  ^"  f'^*^'  *^^^^  ^y  the  stars  without  an 
error  of,  let  us  say,  from  five  to  ten  thousand    ears.    I 

ft"^f  i/k"  *^tL''^i^l  P'°P"  """t'o"  of  the  st.rs  alone 
n^^il^'T  ^"  ''l^*^^'^-.  Therefore  I  remember  that 
in  order  to  be  exact,  I  calculated  the  future  conjunctions 
rL^f.r  ^jrS.P'^"^'^'"  ^"d  he  pointed  to  Saturn  and 
Jupiter.  Finding  that  one  of  these  occurred  near 
yonder  star,"  and  he  indicated  the  bright  orb,  Spica, 
ntl^M  P^J^k'""*'  ^  determined  that  then  I  would  awake. 
Behold  I  There  are  the  stars  as  I  engraved  them  from 
my  foreknowledge,  upon  this  chart,  and  there  those  two 
great  planets  hang  in  conjunction.  Daughter  Yva.  mv 
t'!^^J?iT/^'  not  failed  me.     This  world  of  ours  has 

h^A  A  '°!/«1  ^''l^""  ""'^^^^  '"«  "Of  '"O'e  than  two 
hundred  and  fifty  thousand  times  since  we  laid  ourselves 
down  to  sleep.    It  is  written  here,  and  yonder,"  and  he 


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152        When  the  World  Shook 

pointed,  first  to  the  engraved  plates  and  then  to  the  vast 
expanse  of  the  starlit  heavens. 

Awe  fell  on  me ;  I  think  that  even  Bicklev  and  Bastin 
were  awed,  at  any  rate  for  the  moment.  It  was  a  ter- 
rible thing  to  look  on  a  being,  to  all  appearance  more 
or  less  human,  who  alleged  that  he  had  been  asleep  for 
two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  years,  and  proceeded 
to  prove  it  by  certain  ancient  star  charts.  Of  course  at 
the  time  I  could  not  check  those  charts,  lacking  the 
necessary  knowledge,  but  I  have  done  so  since  and 
found  that  they  are  quite  accurate.  However  this  made 
no  difference,  since  the  circumstances  and  something  in 
his  manner  convinced  me  that  he  spoke  the  absolute 
truth. 

He  and  his  daughter  had  been  asleep  for  two 
hundred  and  fifty  thousand  years.  Oh !  Heavens, 
for  two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  years! 


II 


CHAPTER  XIII 

0»0  SPEAKS  AND  BMTW  mouUS 

that^I^t  down  what  I  Jw,  heard  and  fe^t'nS'nforJ 

wherp  wp  wpr»      4»    """6'"">  waving  to  us  to  remain 
wiiere  we  were.    As  she  passed  us,  however  fhn  ni;tf», 

of  jrour  rehgion  and  other  matters." 
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Bastin  was  so  astonished  that  he  could  make  no 
reply,  but  when  they  had  gone  he  said : 

"  Which  of  you  told  her  that  I  was  a  priest?" 

We  shook  our  heads  for  neither  of  us  could  remember 
havine  done  so. 

"Well,  I  did  not,"  continued  Bastin,  "since  at 
present  I  have  found  no  opportunity  of  saying  a  word 
in  season.  So  I  suppose  she  must  have  gathered  it 
from  my  attire,  though  as  a  matter  of  fact  I  haven't  been 
wearing  a  collar,  and  those  men  who  wanted  to  cook 
me,  pulled  off  my  white  tie  and  I  didn't  think  it  worth 
while  dirtying  a  clean  one." 

"If,"  said  Bickley,  "you  imagine  that  you  look  like 
the  minister  of  any  religion  ancient  or  modern  in  a 
grubby  flannel  shirt,  a  battered  sun-helmet,  a  torn  green 
and  white  uml  rella  and  a  pair  of  ragged  duck  trousers, 
you  are  mistaken,  Bastin,  that  is  all." 

"  I  admit  that  the  costume  is  not  appropriate,  Bickley, 
but  how  otherwise  could  she  have  learned  the  truth?" 

"  These  people  seem  to  have  ways  of  learning  a  good 
many  things.  But  in  your  case,  Bastin,  the  cause  is 
clear  enough.  You  have  been  walking  about  with  the 
head  of  that  idol  and  always  keep  it  close  to  you.  No 
doubt  they  believe  that  you  are  a  priest  of  the  worship 
of  the  god  of  the  Grove — Baal,  you  know,  or  something 
of  that  sort." 

When  he  heard  this  Bastin's  face  became  a  perfect 
picture.  Never  before  did  I  see  it  so  full  of  horror 
strugGfling  with  indignation. 

"  I  must  undeceive  them  without  a  moment's  delay," 
he  said,  and  was  starting  for  the  cave  when  we  caught 
his  arms  and  held  him. 

"I:3tter  wait  till  they  come  back,  old  fellow,"  I  said 
laughing.  "  If  you  disobey  that  Lord  Oro  you  mav 
meet  with  another  experience  in  the  sacrificial  line." 

"Perhaps  you  are  right,  Arbuthnot.  I  will  occupy 
the  interval  in  preparing  a  suitable  address." 

"  Much  better  occupy  it  in  preparingr  breakfast,"  said 
Bickley.  "  I  have  always  noticed  that  you  are  at  your 
best  extempore." 


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Oro  Speaks  and  Bastin  Argues   155 

make  tea  in  the  frv^;„  i  "t  '"'"  beginning  to 
opportunhy  had  arr  S^ff  •  l"**-"  ^»''  '^a,^  his 
to  the  occ^ion.  '  "  ""''""&  '«««'y  »«  "se 

shabbHrki?g'objljf;in°d  ."h'  ''S'  ^-^  *"«  "'-'"^'y 
each  did  his  fe«^{o  i,;*"i*  '^?H&h  none  of  us  said  so. 

First  of  all  BiSy  cut  BasTn%  JnV^^u"'^'  appearance'. 

normally  clean  IhTven  «t  t«  I^V  ^''^'^''^^  ^^°  *" 
of  about^a  weekWo^?^  '^hT'^'"  '^'"°^«  *  ^ard 
pointed  vari>rvtrimm^  ;,„''•  ^  "^^^"'^  one  of  the 
the  help  of"  handSs  L^IH'^^  ^'V  ^^^'^  ^«'' 
which  was  of  the  sauare  n„^  tl'^K'  '°°'  P^^^rmed  on  his 
rejecting   B^cklev's^  advice   Jh"  '"?^«i'ype.  wisely 

fi«™r  .1,        '  noldmg  in  his  hands,  which  oroiecteH 

trscoureeTn7tir'""P'''"^^'  ']''  ^'"^^^"'^  of  th'ec'roS^ 
efst^n^  for  hi=  **  J"*  ""''"'''  °''  Sipn  of  Life.  ' 
ro^tnml  Kt  .  '^  P^"*'  *''™y*d  himself  in  full  clerical 
cTerrm^n^^.J,,';^  ^"l.'™"?"-^'  ^'^'''^  ^''^  «"d  stict^p 
extrS  ho?S ^^^"'^••^'  •"^  ^marked,  made  him  feel 

dorSicd,,H«   /'V*'  *='™*t5'  *"«^  ^«'«  unsuitable  to 
aomestic  duties,  such  as  washing-up.    I  offered  to  hold 


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his  coat  while  he  did  this  office  and  told  him  he  looked 
very  nice  indeed. 

^'Beautiful  I "  remarked  Bickley,  "but  why  don't  you 
put  on  your  surplice  and  biretta?  "  (Being  very  Hi^h- 
Church  Bastin  did  wear  a  biretta  on  festival  Sundays  at 
home.)  "There  would  be  no  mistake  about  you  then." 
"  I  do  not  think  it  would  be  suitable,"  replied  Bastin 
whose  sense  of  humour  was  undeveloped.  "There  is  no 
service  to  be  performed  at  present  and  no  church,  though 

perhaps  that  cave "  and  he  stopped. 

When  we  had  finished  these  vain  adornments  and 
Bastin  had  put  away  the  things  and  tidied  up,  we  sat 
down,  rather  at  a  loose  end.  We  should  have  liked  to 
walk  but  refrained  from  doing  so  for  fear  lest  we  might 
dirty  our  clean  clothes.  So  we  just  sat  and  thought.  At 
least  Bickley  thought,  and  so  did  I  for  a  while  until  I 
gave  it  up.  What  was  the  use  of  thinking,  seeing  that 
we  were  face  to  face  with  circumstances  which  baffled 
reason  and  beggared  all  recorded  human  experience? 
What  Bastin  did  I  am  sure  I  do  not  know,  but  I  think 
from  the  expression  of  his  countenance  that  he  was 
engaged  in  composing  sermons  for  the  benefit  of  Oro 
and  the  Glittering  Lady. 

One  diversion  we  did  have.  About  eleven  o  clock  a 
canoe  came  from  the  main  island  laden  with  provisions 
and  paddled  by  Marama  and  two  of  his  people.  We 
seized  our  weapons,  remembering  our  experiences  of  the 
night,  but  Marama  waved  a  bough  in  token  of  peace. 
So,  carrying  our  revolvers,  we  went  to  the  rock  edge  to 
meet  him.  He  crept  ashore  and,  chief  though  he  was, 
prostrated  himself  upon  his  face  before  us,  which  told 
me  that  he  had  heard  of  the  fate  of  the  sorcerers.  His 
apologies  were  abject.  He  explained  that  he  had  no 
part  in  the  outrage  of  the  attack,  and  besoupht  us  to 
intercede  on  behalf  of  him  and  his  people  with  the 
awakened  god  of  the  Mountain  whom  he  looked  for  with 
a  terrified  air,  .     ,j  .  . 

We  consoled  him  as  well  as  we  could,  and  told  him 
that  he  had  best  be  gone  before  the  god  of  the  Mountain 
appeared,  and  perhaps  treated  him  as  he  had  done  the 


Oro  Speaks  and  Bastin  Argues    157 

m1™^?',«J"    ^'^    ""?"f'    however,    we    commanded 
u^^.JU"^  ""'"J*''  ""'^  ^""d  «  ■  proper  house 
upon  the  rock,  ;.iSo  to  be  sure  to  keep  up  a  rceular  and 
ample  supply  of  provisions.    If  he'^did  'he^  th'nps 
nnd  anythmg  else  we  mi^ht  from  time  To  time^mmand' 

would  be  spared.  This,  however,  after  the  evil  be. 
JSaTtee^'    """'   °'    ^'*'"  °'   *=""'-  -^    -"l^'  noi 

even'fo^^o^  t^Tt'^  ^  thoroiijrhly  frightened  that  he 
nf  ,h-  iJF  'o.^ake  anv  inquiries  as  to  who  this  eod 
whh.rh  ""'"'"  '"■'^*"  °^',°^  ^^'^"«  »">  came  fromf  or 
*^'*H  *«'?.g«'n&-    Of  course,  the  place  had  been 

sacred  among  his  people  from  the  beginning,  whenever 
that  may  have  been,  but  that  its  sacredness  should 
materiahse  into  an  active  god  who  brought^^cerers  of 
the  highest  reputation  to  a  most  unplelsant  end    iust 

S™;',*!^  '^'y  *''!!'=''  '«  '™"^'«'«  their  ^aching  mo 
practice,  was  another  matter.  It  was  not  To  be  explained 
even  by  the  fact  of  which  he  himself  had  informed  me 

the  cave  mouth  which  previously  was  not  visible  on  the 

o?  tC'Ro^f  ^"^^A"«-'-"*'"'^"  "^"l  "P  «bove  the  Vve? 
of   the   Rock   of   Offerings,    although,   of  course    all 

Tote'  ^""^  'T''"'^^  f^^^"«  ^^'«"'d  havT^exScted 
somethme  peculiar  to  happen  after  this  event. 

h^  w«  M  f  •^r"'.,'""''^''^"^''''''  ''"»•  «  I  have  said, 
he  was  too  frightened  and  too  hurried  to  express  then 

dIffirTI:?"'  "'"'  ^^''?"'^  ''^^«  ^°""d  it'^exfremir; 
difficult  to  answer.  As  It  was  he  depart^  quite  uncer 
Uiin  as  to  whether  one  of  us  was  not  the  red  "god  o 

unnn  hT*'"?'  >''°  ^^^  P°^^'  '°  ''""R  hideous  death 
^ff°l       molesters.    After  all.  what  had  he  to  go  on   o 

haH  h^r.«  i^^^  A^l^  ^""^ "°  '=o''«^e"'  account  of  what 
had  happened  ?    Of  these  events,  it  was  true,  there  was 

Zl^re7LV^f  'l^'"^'^  ^"^^"^  °^  '^'"  'a'^enJed  hTgh 
Eh  K  k'':,^*"'  ^''^  I"^"*""  °^  'hat.  of  certain  corp«s 
which  he  had  seen,  that  lay  in  shallow  water  at  ^e 
bottom  of  the  lake.    Beyond  all  was  vague,  and  in  his 


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X58       When  the  World  Shook 

heart  I  am  sure  that  Marama  believed  that  Bastin  was 
the  real  "god  of  the  Mountain."  Naturally,  he  would 
desire  to  work  vengeance  on  those  who  tried  to  sacrifice 
and  eat  him.  Moreover,  had  he  not  destroyed  the  imapf 
of  the  eod  of  the  Grove  and  borne  away  its  head  whence 
he  had  sucked  maeic  and  power? 

Thus  argued  Marama,  disbelieving  the  tale  of  the 
frightened  sorcerers,  for  he  admitted  as  much  to  me 
in  after  days. 

Marama  departed  in  a  great  hurry,  fearing  lest  the 
"god  of  the  Mountain,"  or  Bastin,  whose  new  and 
spl  did  garb  he  regarded  with  much  suspicion,  might 
de  lop  some  evil  energy  against  him.  Then  we  went 
bacK  to  our  camp,  leaving  the  industrious  Bastin, 
animated  by  a  suggestion  from  Bickley  that  the  fruit  and 
food  might  spoil  if  left  in  the  sun,  to  carry  it  into  the 
shade  of  the  cave.  Owing  to  the  terrors  of  the 
Orofenans  the  supply  was  so  large  that  to  do  this  he 
must  make  no  fewer  than  seven  journeys,  which  he  did 
with  great  good  will  since  Bastin  loved  physical  exercise. 
The  result  on  his  clerical  garments,  however,  was 
disastrous.  His  white  tie  went  awry,  squashed  fruit  and 
roast  pig  gravy  ran  down  his  waistcoat  and  trousers,  and 
his  high  collar  melted  into  limp  crinkles  in  the  mois- 
ture engendered  by  the  tropical  heat.  Only  his  long 
coat  escaped,  since  that  Bickley  kindly  carried  for 
him. 

It  was  just  as  he  arrived  with  the  seventh  load  in 
this  extremely  dishevelled  condition  that  Oro  and  his 
daughter  emerged  from  the  cave.  Indeed  Bastin,  who, 
being  shortsighted,  always  wore  spectacles  that  owing 
to  his  heated  state  were  covered  with  mist,  not  seeing 
that  dignitary,  dumped  down  the  last  basket  on  to  his 
toes,  exclaiming ; 

"There,  you  lazy  beggar,  I  told  you  I  would  bring 
it  all,  and  I  have." 

In  fact  he  thought  he  was  addressing  Bickley  and 
playing  off  on  him  a  troglodytic  practical  joke. 

Oro,  however,  who  at  his  age  did  not  appreciate 
jokes,    resented    it   and    was   about    to  do  something 


Oro  Speaks  and  Bastin  Argues   159 

SSl  *""  *""  "'"Ordinary  uct  hi.  daughter 

O  U?"m"y  Sth^er?  •"'"-  ^°"  "'^"""f""  Th-nk  him. 
he  ft?ll°hTH"j°"r*^  him,  not  too  cordially  for  evidently 
eLnii      n.l"''"^  '"  '''"  "^''  ""d  onci  more  Bastin 

"If  ^  L     ^'  '';-'"''^'  ••^"•^^•yinp  I'is  dishevelled  form 
Then  Bastin  retired  fo  >trai'Thicn  hia  ti*    »^a  „.  u 

a'"m^ai&r;j;rf^''"^^  -^"^^  '""^^'^  it'Vht^^t'h 

a  malicious  smile,  fo;cRn  his  pcrsp  r  ng  arms  into  it  in 
''MeiS^:.rR\r  ^'^'^  ^'-^PhamineUTon  °  "  '" 
„t,:^  ^"!  ^'^^^^^  '""'^  ^  produced  two  camp  chaira 
which  we  had  made  readv,  and  on  these  the  wSndro " 
pair  seated  themselves  side  by  side.  sonorous 

"  JKt  if  "S  ^r"..*?  '""•"  «'^  O™-    " Tear  h  • . 
.i«»K-ii  1^'  '^"ther,"  interrupted  Yva,  who,  I  n  •  v.!  w-^ 
clothed  in  yet  a  third  costume,  thoigh  ^h.;,,.  />.;:. 

^uTstion  ""wl,  "°'   ''""^'"*-       "P'"t  I  »'^"!<1  '^'  V 
yoShere?"  *  ""^  ''°"'  Strangers,  and  !,c- •-  <,.,.- 

"We  are  from  the  country  called  Enrland  anvl   i 
g«at  storm  »hipwreclced  us  hTre,  that,  I  t^h^nlc,  whch 

?^'  r'answS.^'  *''  "''  "'°^*  *"'  ^*^«'  °^  '•''^ 
h..  «IIIm  .V''"*',?PP°'"'ed  having  come  when  it  should 

™wk'    '^'iOro  as  though  to  himself. 
Where  is  England  ?  "  asked  Yva. 

Now  among  the  books  we  had  with  us  was  a  pocket 
atlas,  quite  a  good  one  of  its  sort.    By  way  of  awww 
En°S  "a!*  the  map  of  the  world  Ld  Kwe3  he 
«  ^  hof  .„  ,^  ^  ^^°^'^^  ^  ''''•''"  *  thousand  miles  or 
together  °"  "      *  '"'^**='  ^^''^^  ^  ^^* 

The  sight  of  this  atlas  excited  the  pair  greatly.  Thev 
had  not  the  slightest  difficulty  in  understlnding  eveiy- 


'•      iL  ''-. 


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thing  about  it  and  the  shape  of  the  world  with  its 
division  into  hemispheres  seemed  to  be  quite  familiar 
to  them.  What  appeared  chiefly  to  interest  them,  and 
especially  Oro,  were  the  relative  areas  and  positions  of 
land  and  sea. 

"Of  this,  Strangers,"  he  said,  pointing  to  the  map, 
"I  shall  have  much  to  say  to  you  when  fhave  studied 
the  pictures  of  your  book  and  compared  them  with 
others  of  my  own." 

"So  he  has  got  maps,"  said  Bickley  in  English, 
"as  well  as  star  charts.  I  wonder  where  he  keeps 
them." 

"With  his  clothes,  I  expect,"  suggested  Bastin. 

Meanwhile  Oro  had  hidden  the  atlas  in  his  ample 
robe  and  motioned  to  his  daughter  to  proceed. 

"Why  do  you  come  here  from  England  so  far 
away?"  the  Lady  Yva  asked,  a  question  to  which  each 
of  us  had  an  answer. 

"To  see  new  countries,"  I  said. 

"  Because  the  cyclone  b'ought  us,"  said  Bickley. 

"To  convert  tlie  he; :' en  to  my  own  Christian 
religion,"  said  Bastin,  which  was  not  strictly  true. 

It  was  on  this  last  reply  that  she  fixed. 

"What  does  your  religior  teach?"  she  asked. 

"It  teaches  that  those  who  accept  it  and  obey  its 
commands  will  live  again  after  death  for  ever  in  a  better 
world  where  is  neither  sorrow  nor  sin,"  he  answered. 

When  he  heard  this  saying  I  saw  Oro  start  as  though 
struck  by  a  new  thought  and  look  at  Bastin  with  a 
curious  intentness. 

"Who  are  the  heathen?"  Yva  asked  again  after  a 
pause,  for  she  also  seemed  to  be  impressed. 

"All  who  do  not  agree  with  Bastin 's  spiritual  views," 
answered  Bickley. 

"Those  who,  whether  from  lack  of  instruction  or 
from  hardness  of  heart,  do  not  follow  the  true  faith.  For 
instance  I  suppose  that  your  father  and  you  are 
heathen,"  replied  Bastin  stoutly. 

This  seemed  to  astonish  them,  but  presently  Yva 
caught  his  meaning  and  smiled,  while  Oro  said : 


Oro  Speaks  and  Bastin  Argues   i6i 

i«  uiPJtJi^*^  ^^^  •"*"*"■  °^  ^"'^^  we  will  talk  later.    It 
^  *",?/■'*  question  in  the  world." 

f»r  ^jY  ^^'"  *^'"  9"  ^^^'  "'^  yo"  wished  to  travel  so 
WhJ  Hi^°"  """*  '"^  *  "*"P  '•«"  ^  e«s»y  «  wrecked^ 

sSM£  ^tZul  J°"'"'^,  '^'^"^'^  ^"^  «''.  o'  better 
suii,  pass  through  space,  leaving  your  bodies  asleen 
as,  being  instructed,  doubtless  you  can  do."  ^' 

"tl,»r»^  regards  your  first  question,"  I  answered 
a  tourne;?""*'  '""    '  ''""wn^at  caA  make  Tlong 

did"nt"l'^=.'*Sf''^  *•"?  ^?"*^'"  brake  in  Bickley,  "we 
did  not  do  so  because  it  is  impossible  for  men  to   rans- 

or'iS  t^eiX'Si^^.^^'^^^  '''''^^'  ^P-  "=''"""^b 
»  ^ybis  information  the  Glittering  Lady  lifted  her 
arched  eyebrows  and  smiled  a  little,  w^ile  Oro  saidi 

I  perceive  that  the  new  world  has  advanced  but  a 
little  wa^  on  the  road  of  knowledge." 

™pn»  Tk^  '**^'  ^^.''"  ^'^s  *bout  to  commence  an  argu- 
ment, I  began  to  ask  questions  in  my  turn. 

Lord  Oro  and  Lady  Yva,"  I  said,  "we  have  told 
you  someth  ng  of  ourselves  and  will  tell  you  more  wSn 
you  desire  it.  But  pardon  us  if  first  we  pray  you  to 
tell  us  what  we  burn  to  know.     Who  are  you  ?    Of  what 

Sti^g  yoffi''"  ^""^  •'^^  "-^^  '^  *''^'-  ^-"^  y- 
Yva."  '*  ^  ^°"'  pleasure,  answer,  my  Father,"  said 
voice'^°  thought  a  moment,   then  replied   in  a  calm 

^..c":!.^"  a  king  who  once  ruled  most  of  the  world  as  it 
was  in  my  day,  fhough  it  is  true  that  much  of  it  rebelled 
against  me,  my  councillors  and  servants.    Therefore  I 

S!"o^«ll.^  *°ri''  ^^  'i!  ^*'  'ben,  save  only  certain 
portions  whence  life  might  spread  to  the  new  countries 

H«!.„K^f '^  T  ?*'""S  ^°"«  this  I  put  myself  and  my 
daughter  to  sleep  for  a  space  of  two  hundred  and  fifty 
thousand  years,  that  there  might  be  time  for  fresh 
civilisat  ons  to  arise.  Now  I  begin  to  think  that  I  did 
not  allot  a  sufficiency  of  ages,  since  I  perceive  from  what 


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Ida       When  the  World  Shook 

you  tell  me,  that  the  learning  of  the  new  races  is  as  yet 
but  small." 

Bickley  and  I  looked  at  each  other  and  were  silent. 
Mentally  we  had  collapsed.  Who  could  begin  to  discuss 
statements  built  upon  such  a  foundation  ofgigantic  and 
paralysing  falsehoods? 

Well,  Bastin  could  for  one.  With  no  more  surprise 
in  his  voice  than  if  he  were  talking  about  last  night's 
dinner,  he  said : 

"There  must  be  a  mistake  somewhere,  or  perhaps  I 
misunderstand  you.  It  is  obvious  that  you  being  a 
man,  could  not  have  destroyed  the  world.  That  could 
only  be  done  by  the  Power  which  made  it  and  you." 

I  trembled  for  the  results  of  Bastin's  methods  of 
setting  out  the  truth.  To  my  astonishment,  however, 
Oro  replied: 

"You  speak  wisely,  Priest,  but  the  Power  you  name 
may  use  instruments  to  accomplish  its  decrees.  I  am 
such  an  instrument." 

"Quite  so,"  said  Bastin,  "just  like  anybody  else. 
You  have  more  knowledge  of  the  truth  than  I  thought. 
But  pray,  how  did  you  (festroy  the  world  ? " 

"Usmg  my  wisdom  to  direct  the  forces  that  are  at 
work  in  the  heart  of  this  great  globe,  I  drowned  it  with 
a  deluge,  causing  one  part  to  smk  and  another  to  rise, 
also  changes  of  climate  which  completed  the  work." 

"That  s  quite  right,"  exclaimed  Bastin  delightedly. 
"  We  know  all  about  the  Deluge,  only  you  are  not  men- 
tioned in  connection  with  the  matter.  A  man,  Noah, 
had  to  do  with  it  when  he  was  six  hundred  years  old." 

"Six  hundred?"  said  Oro.  "That  is  not  very  old. 
I  myself  had  seen  more  than  a  thousand  years  when  I 
lay  down  to  sleep." 

"A  thousand!"  remarked  Bastin,  mildly  interested. 
"That  is  unusual,  though  some  of  these  mighty  men  of 
renown  we  know  lived  over  nine  hundred." 

Here  Bickley  snorted  and  exclaimed  : 

"Nine  hundred  moons,"  he  means. 

"  I  did  not  know  Noah,"  went  on  Oro.  "  Perhaps  he 
lived  after  my  time  and  caused  some  other  local  deluge. 


Oro  Speaks  and  Bastin  Ar^^es    163 

Is  there  anything  else  you  wish  to  ask  me  before  I  leave 
you  that  I  may  study  this  map-writing  ?  " 

drown  your  world?"-'"-      "^'^  *"*  ^^^  ^^°*«*  '<> 

the"por?serv*?'  ""''  ''''^''  """  '''^'''^«^  "^  »'«' 
"Oh  1  thank  you,"  said  Bastin,  "that  fits  in  exactly. 
It  was  just  the  same  in  Noah's  time."  c««.iiy. 

.  "I  pray  that  it  is  not  just  the  same  now,"  said  Oro 
rismg.  ro-morrow  we  will  return,  or  if  I  do  not  who 
have  much  that  I  must  do,  the  lady  my  daughter  will 
return  and  speak  with  you  further.''  ^ 

distanc?^^^"^'^  '"'^  ^^^  '^^^'  ^^^  following  at  a  little 
I  accompanied  her  as  far  as  the  mouth  of  the  cave,  as 
flt^?""^^'  "^^u  *['  ^^'^  '™«  '1^''  been  sitting  con- 
rJl^f^  yP^-  ^^^  *'*'?.*''  ^''^  gorgeous  robe,^  quite 
careless  of  Us  immemorial  age,  if  it  was  immemorial  and 

"formron.^"^"'^^'    *    P°'"'   °"   *'>'«=''    '    ^'^^   - 

rorH^nr^/''^'"i  ^i^'  "'^^  I  "ghtJy  understand  the 
Lord  Oro  to  say  that  he  was  a  thousand  years  old  ?  " 

thinky'*"^'       """'P'^'^y'  ""^  really  he  is  more,  or  so  I 
a  hii^''*"  ^^^  ^°"  *  thousand  years  old  also?"  I  asked, 

"No,  no,"  she  replied,  shaking  her  head,  "I  am 
youn^,  quite  young,  for  I  do  not  count  my  time  of 

"Certainly  you  look  it,"  I  said.  "But  what,  Lady 
Yva,  do  you  mean  by  young  ?  "  ^ 

"  wu^"**®""^*^  ""y  question  by  another. 

..  1^^*  ^1^^  *re  your  women  when  they  are  as  I  am  ?  " 
JNone  of  our  women  were  ever  quite  like  you,  Ladv 

"Aiy,^';  ^y  ^'T  twenty-five  to  thirty  years  of  age/' 
Wk  t    u      ^^^"  counting  and  now  I  remember. 

vLrt M^''    m''"t'^-,',  '"•'  *?  "'"P  ^  *«s  twenty-seven 
years  old.     No,  I  will  not  deceive  you,  I  was  twentv- 

frr/lr"^.!!!'*  '^r  '"°?'?'-"  "T^^"-  ^/'"^  something 
to  the  effect  that  she  would  return,  she  cfeparted,  laugh- 


i64        When  the  World  Shook 

ing  a  little  in  a  mischievous  way,  and,  although  I  did 
not  observe  this  till  afterwards.  Tommy  departed  with 

When  I  repeated  what  she  had  said  to  Bastin  and 
Bickley,  who  were  standing  at  a  distance  straining  their 
ears  and  somewhat  aggrieved,  the  former  remarked : 

"If  she  is  twenty-seven  her  father  must  have  married 
late  in  life,  though  of  course  it  may  have  been  a  long 
while  before  he  had  children." 

Then  Bickley,  who  had  been  suppressing  himself  all 
this  while,  went  off  like  a  bomb. 

"Do  you  tell  us,  Bastin,"  he  asked,  "that  you  believe 
one  word  of  all  this  ghastly  rubbish?  I  mean  as  to 
that  antique  charlatan  being  a  thousand  years  old  and 
havmg  caused  the  Flood  and  the  rest  ?  " 

"  ".you  ask  me,  Bickley,  I  see  no  particular  reason  to 
doubt  It  at  present.  A  person  who  can  go  to  sleep  in  a 
glass  coffin  kept  warm  by  a  pocketful  of  radium  together 
with  very  accurate  maps  of  the  constellations  at  the  time 
he  wakes  up,  can,  I  imagine,  do  most  things." 

"Even  cause  the  Deluge,"  jeered  Bickley. 

"I  don't  know  about  the  Deluge,  but  perhaps  he 
may  have  been  permitted  to  cause  a  deluge.  Why  not? 
Vou  can't  look  at  things  from  far  enough  off,  Bickley. 
And  if  something  seems  big  to  you,  you  conclude  that 
therefore  it  is  impossible.  The  same  Power  which  gives 
you  skill  to  succeed  in  an  operation,  that  hitherto  was 
held  impracticable,  as  I  know  you  have  done  once  or 
twice,  may  have  given  that  old  fellow  power  to  cause  a 
deluge.  You  should  measure  the  universe  and  its 
possibilities  by  worlds  and  not  by  acres,  Bickley." 

"And  believe,  I  suppose,  that  a  man  can  live  ;i 
thousand  years,  whereas  we  know  well  that  he  cannot 
live  more  than  about  a  hundred." 

"You  don't  know  anything  of  the  sort,  Bickley.  All 
you  know  is  that  over  the  brief  period  of  history  witli 
which  we  are  acquainted,  say  ten  thousand  years  at 
most,  men  have  only  lived  to  about  a  hundred.  But  the 
very  rocks  which  you  are  sj  fond  of  talking  about,  tell 
us  that  even  this  planet  is  millions  upon  millions  of 


Oro  Speaks  and  Bastin  Argues   165 

re  huT-    ^^°  •'"°*«  'hen  but  that  at  some  time 

ana  nis  daughter  may  be  two  survivors?" 

Bickley    *"  '^  "°  P'°°^  °^  ""^''^'"e  °^  'l^e  sort,"  said 

it.  though"';  haTreS°in  ^^1'  f   ^^^  .""Oe^^tand 

old  E^yp  an  priests.  But  personally  I  have  every  orLf 

UP  voi'r  nosr'^H  ,^°*"  '"  '^'  "^'^^  «'  which 7ouTrn 
up  your  nose,  and  I  am  very  glad  that  I  have  been  lurkv 

the"sSr;°  X  thTV"  ""^''P^"^'  confi?ma"i!r;o^ 
haVKned^^al,  "^^  HE  r JeaS^Pr' vS^ 
^.ZT"'  ""k  '°  ^  "^"^^  *°^"J'  ^hich  in  our  c?cum! 

c  Xs  mL^?^"  ""?:  ^^y-  N°^  I  ■""«  changeTy 
clothes  before  I  see  to  the  cooking  and  other  thin|s."  ^ 

him  ...K  .''*"JD''o'°  ^^"''*'  «^'d  Bickley,  lookine  after 
him,     that  old   Bastin   is  not  so  stupid  arhefeems 

ouT  In"P?"\°/  "'^*  '''^  arguments  he  advanc«Te 
quite  logical      Moreover  I  think  he  is  right  when  he 

td'eLope  "  aS  al/lr^  ''""^''.'''^  wroSg  end  of  tEl 
leiescope.     After  all  the  universe   s  very  bip  and  who 

whTm'^'^h  ""7  ''"PP"  '^^'''^  Wh^o  knows  e*en 
what  may  have  happened  on  this  little  earth  during  The 

shT  as  Zt'T'''  Z^'"'"''  ''''  '^^l^""  chanclj  to 
shift   as  the  Ice  Ages  show  us  it  has  often  done?    Still 
I  believe  that  old  Oro  to  be  a  Prince  of  Liars  " 
"All  I  u*  '■«''"?'"?  to  be  proved,"  I  answered  cautiously 
All  I  know  IS  that  he  is  a  wonderfully  learned  oerso^n 

tLTm''^'^^'  appearance,  and  tha'  Ss  daugh'erTs 
the  loveliest  creature  I  ever  saw  "  u«ugmer  is 

briS^aVshTT'l'ovei?  ^If'sZ  tef  ^"^;  "^"'  " 
S'"  g^°a"nd'  I'  '  ''^^  '  el^tc^me-fxti  *°t  "  C 
iup'pefis7eldy/-'  ^  "'P'       ^^^^'"  -"'  -"  -  -hen 


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CHAPTER   XIV 


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THE  UNDER-WORLD 

That  night  we  slept  well  and  without  fear,  being  quite 
certain  that  after  their  previous  experience  the  Oro- 
fenans  would  make  no  further  attempts  upon  us.  In- 
deed our  only  anxiety  was  for  Tommy,  whom  we  could 
not  find  when  the  time  came  to  give  him  his  supper. 
Bastin,  however,  seemed  to  remember  having  seen  him 
following  the  Glittering  Lady  into  the  cave.  This,  of 
course,  was  possible,  as  certainly  he  had  taken  an 
enormous  fancy  to  her  and  sat  himself  down  as  close  to 
her  as  he  could  on  every  occasion.  He  even  seemed  to 
like  the  ancient  Oro,  and  was  not  afraid  to  jump  up  and 
plant  his  dirty  paws  upon  that  terrific  person's  gor- 

feous  robe.  Moreover  Oro  liked  him,  for  several  times 
observed  him  pat  the  dog  upon  the  head ;  as  I  think  I 
have  said,  the  only  human  touch  that  I  had  perceived 
about  him.  So  we  gave  up  searching  and  calling  in 
the  hope  that  he  was  safe  with  our  supernatural  friends. 

The  next  morning  quite  early  the  Lady  Yva  ap- 
peared alone ;  no,  not  alone,  for  with  her  came  our  lost 
Tommy  looking  extremely  spry  and  well  at  ease.  The 
faithless  little  wretch  just  greeted  us  in  a  casual  fashion 
and  then  went  and  sat  by  Yva.  In  fact  when  the  awk- 
ward Bastin  managed  to  stumble  over  the  end  of  her 
dress  Tommy  growled  at  him  and  showed  his  teeth. 
Moreover  the  dog  was  changed.  He  was  blessed  with 
a  shiny  black  coat,  but  now  this  coat  sparkled  in  the 
sunlieht,  like  the  Lady  Yva's  hair. 

"The  Glittering  Lady  is  all  very  well,  but  I'm  not 
sure  that  I  care  for  a  glittering  dog.  It  doesn't  look 
quite  natural,"  said  Bastin,  contemplatine:  him. 

"Why  docs  Tommy  shine,  Ladv?"  I  asked. 
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The  Under-world  167 

"Because  I  washed  him  in  certain  waters  that  we 
have,  so  that  now  he  looks  beautiful  and  smells  sweet  " 
she  answered,  laughing.  ' 

It  was  true,  the  dog  did  smell  sweet,  which  I  may 
add  had  not  always  been  the  case  with  him,  especially 
when  there  were  dead  fish  about.  AUo  he  appeared  to 
have  been  fed,  for  he  turned  up  his  nose  at  the  bits  we 
had  saved  for  his  breakfast. 

..     j*^*,!"*^  drunk  of  the  Life-water,"  explained  Yva, 
and  will  want  no  food  for  two  days." 

I    i?!?"^'*^  pricked  up  his  ears  at  this  statement  and 
looked  mcredulous. 

"You  do  not  believe,  O  Bickley,"  she  said  studying 
him  gravely.  "Indeed,  you  believe  nothing.  You 
think  my  father  and  I  tell  you  many  lies.  Bastin  there, 
he  believes  all,  Humphrey  ?  He  is  not  .sure ;  he  thinks 
to  himself,  I  will  wait  and  find  out  whether  or  no  these 
funny  people  cheat  me." 

Bickley  coloured  and  made  some  remark  about 
Wiings  which  were  contrary  to  experience,  also  that 
lommy  in  a  general  way  was  rather  a  greedy  little  dojr. 
You,  too,  like  to  eat,  Bickley"  (this  was  true,  fie 
had  an  excellent  appetite),  "but  when  you  have  drunk 
the  Life-water  you  will  care  much  less."" 

"I  am  glad  to  hear  it,"  interrupted  Bastin,  "for 
Bickley  wants  a  lot  of  cooking  done,  and  I  find  it 
tedious. 

]|  You  eat  also,  Lady,"  said  Bickley. 
Yes,  I  eat  sometimes  because  I  like  it,  but  I  can 
go  weeks  and  not  eat,  when  I  have  the  Life-water 
Just  now,  after  so  long  a  sleep.  I  am  hunjrry.  Pleas^ 
give  me  some  of  that  fruit.  No,  not  the  ffesh,  flesh  I 
nate . 

We  handed  it  to  her.  She  took  two  plantains,  peeled 
and  ate  them  with  extraordinary  grace.  Indeed  she 
reminded  me,  I  do  not  know  why,  of  some  lovely  butter- 
fly drawing  its  food  from  a  flower. 

While  she  ate  she  observed  us  closely;  nothinp 
seemed  to  escape  the  quick  glances  of  those  beautiful 
eyes.    Presently  she  said  : 


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"What,  O  Humphrey,  is  that  with  which  you  fasten 
your  neckdress?"  and  she  pointed  to  the  little  gold 
statue  of  Osiris  that  I  used  as  a  pin. 

I  told  her  that  it  was  a  statuette  of  a  god  named 
Osiris  and  very,  very  ancient,  probably  quite  five 
thousand  years  old,  a  sutement  at  which  she  smiled  a 
little;  also  that  it  came  from  Egypt. 

"Ah!"  she  answered,  "is  it  so?  I  asked  because 
we  have  figures  that  are  very  like  to  that  one,  and  they 
also  hold  in  their  hands  a  staff  surmounted  by  a  loop. 
They  ar'.   igures  of  Sleep's  brother— Death." 

•'Sf  .3  this,"  I  said.  'Among  the  Egyptians  Ctsins 
was  tbt  ifod  of  Death." 

She  nodded  and  replied  that  doubtless  the  symbol 
had  come  down  to  them. 

"One  day  you  shall  take  me  to  see  this  land  which 
you  call  so  very  old.  Or  I  will  take  you,  which  would 
be  quicker,"  she  added.  ^  ..  .     j    « 

We  all  bowed  and  said  we  should  be  delighted.  Even 
Bastin  appeared  anxious  to  revisit  Egypt  in  such  com- 
pany, though  when  he  was  there  it  seemed  to  bore  him. 
But  what  she  meant  about  teking  us  1  could  not  guess. 
Nor  had  we  time  to  ask  her,  for  she  went  on,  watching 
our  faces  as  she  spoke. 

"The  Lord  Oro  sends  you  a  message,  S>trangers. 
He  asks  whether  it  is  your  wish  to  see  where  we  dwell. 
He  adds  that  you  are  not  to  come  if  you  do  not  desire, 
or  if  you  fear  danger."  u     i j 

We  all  answered  that  there  was  nothing  we  should 
lik*  better,  but  Bastin  added  that  he  had  already  seen 

the  tomb.  ^     .       .  ,.      ■        *  _u  v-. 

"Do  you  think,  Bastin,  that  we  live  m  a  tomb  be- 
cause we  slept  there  for  a  while,  awaiting  the  advent  of 
vou  wanderers  at  the  appointed  hour?"  , 

"I  don't  see  where  else  it  could  be,  unless  it  is 
further  down  that  cave,"  said  Bastin.  "The  top  <rf  the 
mountain  would  not  be  convenient  as  a  residence. 

"It  has  not  been  convenient  for  many  an  age,  for 
reasons  that  I  will  show  you.  Think  now,  before  you 
come.    You  have  naught  to  fear  from  us,  and  1  believe 


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that  no  harm  will  happen  to  vou.  But  you  will  see 
many  strange  things  that  will  anger  Bickley  because  he 
cannot  undersund  them,  and  perhaps  will  weary  Bastin 
because  bis  heart  turns  from  what  is  wondrous  and 
ancient.  Only  Humphrey  will  rejoice  in  them  because 
the  doors  of  his  soul  are  open  and  he  longs — what  do 
you  long  for,  Humphrey?" 

"That  which  I  have  lost  and  fear  I  shall  never  find 
again,"  I  answered  boldly. 

"  I  know  that  you  have  lost  many  things— last  night, 
for  instance,  you  lost  Tonutiy,  anci  when  he  slept  with 
me  he  told  me  much  about  you  and — others." 

"This  is  ridiculous,"  broke  in  Bastin.  "Can  a 
dogulk?" 

"Everything  can  tolk,  if  you  understand  its  lan- 
guage, Bastin.  But  keep  a  good  heart,  Humphrey,  for 
the  bold  seeker  finds  in  the  end.  Oh  I  foolish  man,  do 
you  not  understand  that  all  is  yours  if  you  have  but  the 
soul  to  conceive  and  the  will  to  grasp  ?  All,  all,  below, 
between,  above  I  Even  I  know  that,  I  who  have  so 
much  to  learn." 

So  she  spoke  and  became  suddenly  magnificent. 
Her  face  which  had  been  but  that  of  a  super-lovely 
woman,  took  on  grandeur.  Her  bosom  swelled;  her 
presence  radiated  some  subtle  power,  much  as  her  hair 
radiated  light. 

In  a  moment  it  was  gone  and  she  was  smiling  and 
jesting. 

"Will  you  come.  Strangers,  where  Tommy  was  not 
afraid  to  go,  down  to  the  Under-world?  Or  will  you 
stay  here  in  the  sun?  Perhaps  you  will  do  better  to 
stay  here  in  the  sun,  for  the  Under-world  has  terrors  for 
weak  hearts  that  were  born  but  yesterday,  and  feeble 
feet  may  stumble  in  the  dark." 

"I  shall  take  my  electric  torch,"  said  Bastin  with 
decision,  "and  I  advise  you  fellows  to  do  the  same.  I 
always  hated  cellars,  and  the  catacombs  at  Rome  are 
worse,  though  full  of  sacred  interest." 

Then  we  started.  Tommy  frisking  on  ahead  in  a 
most  provoking  way  as  though  he  were  bored  by  a  visit 


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to  a  stran«  house  and  going  home,  and  Yva  gliding 

I^H  h'-lf*"''  1*^""  "P°.1,'«^'  ^""  ">«  '^"s  half  mysti? 
and  half  mischievous.  We  passed  the  remains  of  the 
machines,  and  Bickley  asked  her  what  they  were. 

Carriages  in  which  once  we  travelled  through  the 
skies,  until  we  found  a  better  way,  and  that  tEe  un- 
mstructed  used  till  the  end,"  she  answered  ouSLs"? 
leaving  me  wondering  what  on  earth  she  meant.         ^ 

,.■„^^':'"^V°  .^^  u'^^Y'^  "•"•  »*>«  wpulchre  beneath 
without  trouble,  for  the  glint  of  her  hairf  and  I  mavTdd 
01    Tommy  s  back,   were  quite  sufficient  to  guide  us 

or°Bf?,in  flf'^K-'^*""  V^}  ~'«"*  *"«  «^»  there! 
tor  Bastin  flashed  his  torch  and  we  saw  them,  but  the 
boxes  of  radium  had  gone. 

nh«^"  ■**'*'  "«''*  d'e,"  she  said  to  Bastin.  "Hum- 
^It^'  ^'7  "^  y°y^  "S^^  •'^''d  and  give  your  left  to 
Bickley.    Let  Bastin  cling  to  him  and  lear  nothing." 

We  passed  to  the  end  of  the  tomb  and  stood  aninst 
The^dirE      ^  '°^^  **"•  ""  '''°*  tog«h?r,  as 

"Fear  nothing,"  she  said  again,  but  next  second  I 
was  never  more  full  of  fear  in  my  life,  for  we  were 
whirling  downwards  at  a  speed  that  would  have  made 
an  American  elevator  attendant  turn  pale. 

"Don't  choke  me,"  I  heard  Bickley  say  to  Bastin. 
and  the  latter's  murmured  reply  of :  "«w"n, 

.,.''j,.,"f^%<=°"'d  bear  these  moving  staircases  and 
tube-hfts.    They  always  make  me  feel  sick." 

I  admit  that  for  my  part  I  also  felt  rather  sick  and 
clung  tightly  to  the  hand  of  the  Glittering  Ladv.  She 
however,  placed  her  other  hand  upon  my  shoulder 
saying  in  a  low  voice :  1-  7   »  uuiuer, 

"Did  I  not  tell  you  to  have  no  fear?" 

Then  I  felt  comforted,  for  somehow  I  knew  that  it 
was  not  her  desire  to  harm  and  much  less  to  destroy  me 
Also  Tommy  was  seated  quite  at  his  ease  with  his  head 
resting  against  my  leg.  and  his  absence  of  alarm  was 
reassuring.  The  only  stoic  of  the  party  was  Bicklev. 
I  have  no  doubt  that  he  was  quite  as  frightened  as  we 
were,  but  rather  than  show  it  he  would  have  died 


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"I  presume  this  machinery  is  pneumatic,"  he  began, 
when  suddenly  and  without  shocit,  we  arrived  at  the 
end  of  our  journey.  How  far  we  had  fallen  I  am  sure  I 
do  not  know,  but  1  should  judge  from  the  awful  speed 
at  which  we  travelled,  that  it  must  have  been  several 
thousand  feet,  probably  four  or  five. 

"Everything  seems  steady  now,"  remarked  Bastin, 
"so  I  suppose  this  luggage  lift  has  stopped.  The  odd 
thing  is  that  I  can't  see  anything  of  It.  There  ought  to 
be  a  shaft,  but  we  seem  to  be  standing  on  a  level  floor." 
"The  odd  thine  is,"  said  Bickley,  "that  we  can  see 
at  all.  Where  the  devil  does  the  light  come  from 
thousands  of  feet  underground?" 

"I  don't  know,"  answered  Bastin,  "unless  there  is 
natural  gas  here,  as  I  am  told  there  is  at  a  town  called 
Medicine  Hat  in  Canada." 

"Natural   gas  be   blowed,"   said   Bickley.     "It 
more  like  moonlight  magnified  ten  times." 

So  it  was.  1  he  whole  place  was  filled  with  a  soft 
radiance,  equal  to  that  of  the  sun  at  noon,  but  gentler 
and  without  heat. 

"Where  does  it  come  from?"  I  whispered  to  Yva. 
"Ohl"  she  replied,  as  I  thought  evasively.  "It  is 
the  light  of  the  Under<world  which  we  know  how  to 
use.  The  earth  is  full  of  light,  which  is  not  wonderful, 
is  it,  seeing  that  its  heart  is  fire  ?  Now  look  about  you." 
I  looked  and  leant  on  her  harder  than  ever,  since 
amazement  made  me  weak.  We  were  in  some  vast 
place  whereof  the  roof  seemed  almost  as  far  off  as  the 
sky  at  night.  At  least  all  that  I  could  make  out  was  a 
dim  and  distant  arch  which  might  have  been  one  of 
cloud.  For  the  rest,  in  every  direction  stretched  vast- 
ness,  illuminated  far  as  the  eye  could  reach  by  the 
soft  light  of  which  I  have  spoken,  that  is,  probably  for 
several  miles.  But  this  vastness  was  not  empty.  On 
the  contrary  it  was  occupied  by  a  great  city.  There 
were  streets  much  wider  than  Piccadilly,  all  bordered 
by  houses,  though  these,  I  observed,  were  roofless,  very 
fine  houses,  some  of  them,  built  of  white  stone,  or 
marble.     There  were  roadways  and  pavements  worn 


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by  the  passage  of  feet.  There,  farther  on,  were  market- 
places or  pubhc  squares,  and  there,  lastly,  was  a  huge 
central  enclosure  one  or  two  hundred  acres  in  extent, 
which  was  filled  with  majestic  buildings  that  looked 
like  palaces,  or  town-halls;  and,  in  the  midst  of  them 
all,  a  vast  temple  with  courts  and  a  central  dome.  For 
here,  notwithstonding  the  lack  of  necessity,  its  builders 
seemed  to  have  adhered  to  the  Over-world  tradition, 
and  had  roofed  their  fane. 

And  now  came  the  terror.  All  of  this  enormous 
city  was  dead.  Had  it  stood  upon  the  moon  it  could 
not  have  been  more  dead.  None  paced  its  streets;  none 
looked  from  its  window-places.  None  traflHcked  in  its 
markets,  none  worshipped  in  its  temple.  Swept, 
garnished,  lighted,  practically  untouched  by  the  hand 
of  Time,  here  where  no  rains  fell  and  no  winds  blew,  it 
was  yet  a  howling  wilderness.  For  what  wilderness  is 
there  to  equal  that  which  once  has  been  the  busy  haunt 
of  men  ?  Let  those  who  have  stood  among  the  buried 
cities  of  the  Takla  Makan,  of  Anarajapura  in  Ceylon,  or 
even  amid  the  ruins  of  Salamis  on  the  coast  of  Cyprus 
answer  the  question.  But  here  was  something  in- 
finitely more  awful.  A  huge  human  haunt  in  :he  bowels 
of  the  earth  utterly  devoid  of  human  beings,  and  yet  as 
perfect  as  on  the  day  when  these  ceased  to  be. 

"I  do  not  care  for  underground  localities,"  remarked 
Bastin,  his  gruff  voice  echoing  strangely  in  that  ter- 
rible silence,  "but  it  does  seem  a  pity  that  all  these  fine 
buildings  should  be  wasted.  I  suppose  their  in- 
habitants left  them  in  search  of  fresh  air." 

"Why  did  thev  leave  them  ?"  I  asked  of  Yva. 
..r>  "®^*^?"^*  **^**"  *°°^  them,"  she  answered  solemnly. 
Even  those  who  live  a  thousand  years  die  at  last,  and 
if  they  have  no  children,  with  them  dies  the  race," 
Then  were  you  the  last  of  your  people?"  I  asked. 
Inquire  of  my  father,"  she  replied,  and  led  the  way 
through  the  massive  arch  of  a  great  building. 

It  led  into  a  walled  courtyard  in  the  centre  of  which 
was  a  plain  cupola  of  marble  with  a  gate  of  some  pale 
metal  that  looked  like  platinum  mixed  with  gold.    Thij 


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fate  stood  open.  Within  it  was  the  statue  of  a  woman 
eautifully  executed  in  white  marble  and  set  in  a  niche 
of  some  blacli  stone.  The  figure  was  draped  as  though 
to  conceal  the  shape,  and  the  face  was  stern  and 
majestic  rather  than  beautiful.  The  eyes  of  the  statue 
were  cunningly  made  of  some  enamel  which  gave  them 
a  strange  and  lifelike  appearance.  They  stared  up- 
wards as  though  looking  away  from  the  earth  and  Us 
concerns.  The  arms  were  outstretched.  In  the  right 
hand  was  a  cup  of  black  marble,  in  the  left  a  similar 
cup  of  white  marble.  From  each  of  these  cups 
trickled  a  thin  stream  of  sparkling  water,  which 
two  streams  met  and  mingled  at  a  distance  of  about 
three  feet  beneath  the  cups.  Then  they  fell  into  a  metal 
basin  which,  although  it  must  have  been  quite  a  foot 
thick,  was  cut  right  through  by  their  constant  impact, 
and  apparently  vanished  down  some  pipe  beneath.  Out 
of  this  metal  basin  Tommy,  who  gambolled  into  the 
place  ahead  of  us,  began  to  drink  in  a  greedy  and 
demonstrative  fashion. 

"The  Life-water?"  I  said,  looking  at  our  guide. 
She  nodded  and  asked  in  her  turn : 
"What    is   the  statue  and  what  does   it  sienifv. 
Humphrey?"  ^     ■" 

I  hesitated,  but  Bastin  answered  : 
"Just  a  rather  ugly  woman  who  hid  up  her  figure 
because  it  was  bad.    Probably  she  was  a  relation  of  the 
artist  who  wished  to  have  her  likeness  done  and  sat 
for  nothing." 

"The  goddess  of  Health,"  suggested  Bickley.  "Her 
proportions  are  perfect;  a  robust,  a  thoroughly  normal 
woman." 

"Now,  Humphrey,"  said  Yva. 
I  stared  at  the  work  and  had  not  an  idea.  Then  it 
flashed  on  me  with  such  suddenness  and  certainty  that 
I  am  convinced  the  answer  to  the  riddle  was  passed  to 
me  from  her  and  did  not  originate  in  my  own  mind. 
•iTu'^'r®*^™^  *'"''®  «asy,"  I  said  in  a  superior  tone. 
The  figure  symbolises  Life  and  is  draped  because  we 
only  see  the  face  of  Life,  the  rest  is  hidden.    The  arms 


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are  bare  because  Life  is  real  and  active.  One  cup  is 
black  and  one  is  white  because  Life  brings  both  good 
and  evil  gifts ;  that  is  why  the  streams  mingle,  to  be  lost 
beneath  in  the  darkness  of  death.  The  features  are 
stern  and  even  terrifying  rather  than  lovely,  because 
such  is  the  aspect  of  Life.  The  eyes  look  upward  and 
far  away  from  present  things,  because  the  real  life  is 
not  here." 

"Of  course  one  may  say  anything,"  said  Bastin, 
"biit  I  don't  understand  all  that." 

"Imagination  goes  a  long  way,"  broke  in  Bickley, 
who  was  vexed  that  he  had  not  thought  of  this  inter- 
pretation himself.    But  Yva  said : 

"I  begin  to  think  that  you  are  quite  clever,  Hum- 
phrey. I  wonder  whence  the  truth  came  to  you,  for 
such  is  the  meaning  of  the  figure  and  the  cups.  Had  I 
told  it  to  you  myself,  it  could  not  have  been  better  said," 
and  she  glanced  at  me  out  of  the  corners  of  her  eyes. 
"Now,  Strangers,  will  you  drink?  Once  that  gate  was 
guarded,  and  only  at  a  great  price  or  as  a  great  reward 
were  certain  of  the  Highest  Blood  given  the  freedom  of 
this  fountain  which  might  touch  no  common  lips.  In- 
deed it  was  one  of  the  causes  of  our  last  war,  for  all  the 
world  which  was,  desired  this  water  which  now  is  lapped 
by  a  stranger's  hound." 

"I  suppose  there  is  nothing  medicinal  in  it?"  said 
Bastin.  "Once  when  I  was  very  thirsty,  I  made  a 
mistake  and  drank  three  tumblers  of  something  of  the 
sort  in  the  dark,  thinking  that  it  was  Apollinaris,  and 
I  don't  want  to  do  it  aeain." 

"Just  the  sort  of  thing  you  would  do,"  said  Bickley. 
"But,  Lady  Yva,  what  are  the  properties  of  this 
water  ?  " 

"It  is  very  health-giving,"  she  answered,  "and  if 
drunk  continually,  not  less  than  once  each  thirty  days, 
it  wards  off  sickness,  lessens  hunger  and  postpones 
^ath  for  many,  many  yetrs.  That  is  why  those  of  the 
High  Blood  endured  so  long  and  became  the  rulers  of 
the  world,  and  that,  as  I  have  said,  is  the  greatest  of  the 
reasons  why  the  peoples  who  dwelt  in  the  ancient  outer 


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countries  and  never  wished  to  die,  made  war  upon  them, 
to  win  this  secret  fountain.  Have  no  fear,  O  Bastin, 
for  see,  I  will  pledge  you  in  this  water." 

Then  she  lifted  a  strange-looking,  shallow,  metal  cup 
whereof  the  handles  were  formed  of  twisted  serpents, 
that  lay  in  the  basin,  filled  it  from  the  trickling  stream, 
bowed  to  us  and  drank.  But  as  she  drank  I  noted  with 
a  thrill  of  joy  that  her  eyes  were  fixed  on  mine  as  though 
it  were  me  she  pledged  and  me  alone.  Again  she  filled 
the  cup  with  the  sparkling  water,  for  it  did  sparkle,  like 
that  French  liqueur  in  which  are  mingled  little  flakes  of 
gold,  and  handed  it  to  me. 

I  bowed  to  her  and  drank.  I  suppose  the  fluid  was 
water,  but  to  me  it  tasted  more  like  strong  champagne, 
dashed  with  Chftteau  Yquem.  It  was  delicious.  More, 
its  eflFects  were  distinctly  peculiar.  Something  quick 
and  subtle  ran  through  my  veins;  something  that  for 
a  few  moments  seemed  to  burn  away  the  obscureness 
which  blurs  our  thought.  I  began  to  understand  several 
problems  that  had  puzzled  me,  and  then  lost  their 
explanations  in  the  midst  of  light,  inner  light,  I  mean. 
Moreover,  of  a  sudden  it  seemed  to  me  as  though  a 
window  had  been  opened  in  the  heart  of  th  Glittering 
Lady  who  stood  beside  me.  At  least  I  knevv  that  it  was 
full  of  wonderful  knowledge,  wonderful  memories  and 
wonderful  hopes,  and  that  in  the  latter  two  of  these  I 
had  some  part;  what  part  I  could  not  tell.  Also  I  knew 
that  my  heart  was  open  to  her  and  that  she  saw  in  it 
something'  which  caused  her  to  marvel  and  to  sigh. 

In  a  ^w  seconds,  thirty  perhaps,  all  this  was  gone. 
Nothing  remained  except  that  I  felt  extremely  strong 
and  well,  happier,  too,  than  I  had  been  for  years. 
Mutely  I  asked  her  for  more  of  the  water,  but  she  shook 
her  head  and,  taking  the  cup  from  me,  filled  it  again 
and  gave  it  to  Bickley,  who  drank.  He  flushed,  seemed 
to  lose  the  self-control  which  was  his  very  strong  char- 
acteristic, and  said  in  a  rather  thick  voice : 

"Curious  I  but  I  do  not  think  at  this  moment  there 
is  any  operation  that  has  ever  been  attempted  which  I 
could  not  tackle  single-handed  and  with  success." 


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and  commenced  sineine  verv  haHi„   t     l-      °-        °^ 
somewhat  raucou^  "^  ^       ^  ^'*'^'  ^°'  ""^  '^o":*  *■» 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
wfL  *™« ,     ^'*  *=•>'■«"  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand. 

Cp^ing  from  melody,  he  added ; 

awaiS^ou!"   ""'^    ^"^    "•"y  '^^'''  ^«  I^"i   Oro. 
We  crossed  the  court  of  the  Water  n.    i  !r»  -„j 

TrmwfE^^'^H  'r  "/'•«  -dTm^/e^lve'-i'nf.S,' 
Uramv  friskmg  ahead  of  us  in  a  most  excited  wly  fo/a 

ThiTnortirJ;  wi=  P°    ^'t""  ^  **="  *s  upon  his  masters. 

ter  s^sSr  be^ir  if  ^sfeid^sr""  ^?? 

that   I   irnnm      I*    "''"*"«=  'I  omcrea  irom  any  other 

athUfeiiltyTmiX^^^^^^^^^^^ 

beauty  and  grace  of  some  of  thTcoIumns  Tthe  U«?r 

The  profuseness  and  rather  grotSrchararter  if^hJ 

apprSh  ffSeaf  S?!  .^'"^'"  ^'^  ^-'  ""'^-o^  - 

whiJh^t^rtllr ''•°i'^''  ™«'"y  "^t^  doors,  one  of 
which  stood  ajar,  into  a  vestibule  which  froii  certain 


The  Under-world 


'^•n 


indications  I  gathered  had  once  been  a  guard,  or  per- 
haps  an  assembly-room.  It  was  about  forty  feet  deep 
by  a  hundred  wide.  Thence  she  led  us  through  a 
smaller  door  into  th  i  hall  itself.  It  was  a  vast  place 
without  columns,  for  there  was  no  roof  to  support. 
The  walls  of  marble  or  limestone  were  sculptured  like 
those  of  Egyptian  temples,  apparently  with  battle 
scenes,  though  of  this  I  am  not  sure  for  I  did  not  go 
n^ar  /o  them.  Except  for  a  broad  avenue  along  the 
middle,  up  which  we  walked,  the  area  was  filled  with 
marble  benches  that  would,  I  p»esume,  have  accom- 
modated  several  thousand  people.  But  they  were 
empty— empty,  and  oh  I  the  loneliness  of  it  all. 

Far  away  at  the  head  of  the  hall  was  a  dais  enclosed, 
and,  as  it  were,  roofed  in  by  a  towering  structure  that 
mingled  grace  and  majesty  to  a  wonderful  degree.  It 
was  modelled  on  the  pattern  of  a  huge  shell.  The  base 
of  the  shell  was  the  platform ;  behind  were  the  ribs,  and 
above,  the  overhanging  lip  of  the  shell.  On  this  plat- 
form was  a  throne  of  silvery  metal.  It  was  supported 
on  the  arched  coils  of  snakes,  whereof  the  tails  formed 
the  back  and  the  heads  the  arms  of  the  throne. 

On  this  throne,  arrayed  in  gorgeous  robes,  sat  the 
Lord  Oro,  his  white  beard  flowing  over  them,  and  a 
jewelled  cap  upon  his  head.  In  front  of  him  was  a  low 
table  on  which  lay  graven  sheets  of  metal,  and  among 
them  a  large  ball  ofcrystal. 

There  he  sat,  solemn  and  silent  in  the  midst  of  this 
awful  solitude,  looking  in  very  truth  like  a  goo,  as  we 
conceive  such  a  being  to  appear.  Small  as  he  was  in  that 
huge  expanse  of  buildings,  he  seemed  yet  to  dominate 
it,  in  a  sense  to  fill  the  emptiness  which  was  accentuated 
by  his  presence.  I  know  that  the  sight  of  him  filled  me 
with  true  fear  which  it  had  never  done  in  the  light  of 
day,  not  even  when  he  arose  from  his  crystal  coffin. 
Now  for  the  first  time  I  felt  as  though  I  were  really  in 
the  presence  of  a  Being  Supernatural.  Doubtless  the 
surroundings  heightened  this  impression.  What  were 
these  mighty  edifices  in  the  bowels  of  the  world? 
Whence  came  this  wondrous,  all-pervading  and  trans- 


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lucent  light,  whereof  we  could  see  no  nri<Tin  •>    T»ri.-»v 

The  th  n^wMcrushi"-     ^'''  ^*'-"'**^  multitudes? 

somethin\rout^eTf,lso?Hi'de's"^''    ^"'    """"^^ 

himself  comfortably  Jt  thi"Kf'lfV°  '''"  "^""'^  ^""^  «* 
"I  pre  »t  V01I  »>>,        .  ."^V*?'  "^  occupant. 

"DauX;   Q  th^^  ^"'  '"  ^'*  ''°^'  '■«o"«"t  voice, 
with  tC'"  "'"'^  "'""^"^  ^°  "'«'•  I  '^ovld  speak 


CHAPTER    XV 


ORO     IN     HIS     HOUSE 

We  climbed  on  to  the  dais  by  some  marble  steps,  and 
sat  ourselves  down  in  four  curious  chairs  of  metal  that 
were  more  or  less  copied  from  that  which  served  Oro  as 
a  throne;  at  least  the  arms  ended  in  graven  heads  of 
snakes.  These  chairs  were  so  comfortable  that  1  con- 
cluded the  seats  were  fixed  on  springs,  also  we  noticed 
that  they  were  beautifully  polished. 

"I  wonder  how  they  keep  everything  so  clean,"  said 
Bastin  as  we  mounted  the  dais.  "In  this  big  place  it 
must  take  a  lot  of  housemaids,  though  I  don't  see  any. 
But  perhaps  there  is  no  dust  here." 

I  shrugged  my  shoulders  while  we  seated  ourselves, 
the  Lady  Yva  and  I  on  Oro's  right,  Bickley  and  Bastin 
on  his  left,  as  he  indicated  by  pointing  with  his  finger. 
"What  say  you  of  this  city?"  Oro  asked  after  a 
while  of  me. 

"We  do  not  know  what  to  say,"  I  replied.  "It 
amazes  us.    In  our  world  there  is  nothing  like  to  it." 

"Perchance  there  will  be  in  the  future  when  the 
nations  grow  more  skilled  in  the  arts  of  war,"  said  Oro 
darkly. 

"Be  pleased,  Lord  Oro,"  I  went  on,  "if  it  is  your 
will,  to  tell  us  why  the  people  who  built  this  place  cnose 
to  live  in  the  bowels  of  the  earth  instead  of  upon  its 
surface." 

"They  did  not  choose;  it  was  forced  upon  them," 
was  the  answer.  "This  is  a  city  of  refuge  that  they 
occupied  in  time  of  war,  not  because  they  hated  the  sun. 
In  time  of  peace  and  before  the  Barbarians  dared  to 
attack  them,  they  dwelt  in  the  city  Pani  which  signifies 
Above.  You  may  have  noted  some  of  its  remaining 
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180       When  the  World  Shook 

ruins  on  the  mount  and  throughout  the  island.  The  rest 
of  them  are  now  beneath  the  sea.  But  when  trouble 
came  and  the  foe  rained  fire  on  them  from  the  air,  they 
retreated  to  this  town,  Nyo,  which  signifies  Beneath." 

"And  then?" 

"And  then  they  died.  The  Water  of  Life  may  pro- 
long life,  but  it  cannot  make  women  bear  chiluren. 
That  they  will  only  do  beneath  the  blue  of  heaven,  not 
deep  in  the  belly  of  the  world  where  Nature  never  de- 
signed that  they  should  dwell.  How  would  the  voices  of 
children  sound  in  such  halls  as  these?  Tell  me,  you, 
Bickley,  who  are  a  physician." 

"I  cannot.  I  cannot  imagine  children  in  such  a 
place,  and  if  born  here  they  would  die,"  said  Bickley. 

Oro  nodded. 

"They  did  die,  and  if  they  went  above  to  Pani  they 
were  murdered.  So  soon  the  habit  of  birth  was  lost  and 
the  Sons  of  Wisdom  perished  one  by  one.  Yes,  they 
who  rulrd  the  world  and  by  tens  of  thousands  of  years 
of  toil  had  gathered  into  their  bosoms  all  the  secrets  of 
the  world,  perished,  till  only  a  few,  and  among  them  I 
and  this  daughter  of  mine,  were  left." 

"And  then?" 

"Then,  Humphrey,  having  power  so  to  do,  I  did 
what  long  I  had  threatened,  an  J  unchr'ned  the  forces 
that  work  at  the  world's  heart,  and  destroyed  them  who 
were  my  enemies  and  evil,  so  that  they  perished  by 
millions,  and  with  them  all  their  works.  Afterwards  we 
slept,  leaving  the  others,  our  subjects  who  had  not  the 
secret  of  this  Sleep,  to  die,  as  doubtless  they  did  in  the 
course  of  Nature  or  by  the  hand  of  the  foe.  The  rest 
you  know." 

"Can  such  a  thing  happen  again?"  asked  Bickley 
in  a  voice  that  did  not  hide  his  disbelief. 

"Why  do  you  question  me,  Bickley,  you  who  be- 
lieve nothir  g  of  what  I  tell  you,  and  therefore  make 
me  wrath  ?  Still  I  will  say  this,  that  what  I  caused  to 
happen  1  can  cause  once  more — only  once,  I  think — as 
perchance  you  shall  learn  before  all  is  done.  Now, 
since  you  do  not  believe,  I  will  tell  you  no  more  of  our 


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Oro  in  his  House  iSi 

mysteries,  no,  not  whence  this  light  comes  nor  what  are 

£/TkS  °'  '^  ^'"^'  °'  ^'^«'  both  o"  wWch  yo" 
long  to  know,  nor  '  ow  to  preserve  the  vital  snark  of 
Being  m  the  grave  J  dreamless  s'  ^en,  like  a  liTe  iewe 
ma  casket  of  dead  stone,  nor  augnt  else.  As  lo  S 
matters,  Daughter,  I  bid  you  alio  to  be  silent  sina 
B,ckley  mocks  at  us.    Yes,  with  all  this  around  hrm! 

Jfs  hP«rf  ""tk  "?  ''T  '^"^  '^°«'"^'  «»'"  •no<=ks  a.'  usT. 
aI.  I  ^.''"/fo^e  let  him,  this  little  man  of  a  little 
day,  vhen  his  few  y-ars  are  done  go  to  the  tomb  in 

TXfu''  t"''  '"'"  companions  witli  him.  they  wh" 
might  have  been  as  wise  as  I  am." 

Thus  Oro  spoke  in  a  voice  of  icy  lace.  his  deen 

rmv^hrn^f'"*1  '°'^'-  "^"'"g  '^'•"  ^  <="^^«d  Bickley 
in  my  heart,  for  I  was  sure  that  once  spoken,  his  decree 
was  like  to  that  o  the  Medes  and  Persians  and  could  not 

i.lT'^i  M^i^'  ^°^^^"'  *^  "°'  i"  the  least  dit 
mayed.     Indeed  he  argued  the  point.     He  told  Oro 

fS-^^""^',!^"  he  would  not  belfeve  in  the  impossible 
unti  It  had  been  shown  to  him  .o  be  possible,  and  that 
the  law  of  Nature  never  had  been  and  never  could  be 
violated.  It  was  no  answer,  he  said,  to  show  him 
wonders  without  explaining  their  cause,  since  all  that 
he  seemed  to  see  might  be  but  nental  illusions  produced 
he  knew  not  how.  '^ 

Oro  listened  patiently,  then  answered : 
.,,  .Good.  So  be  it,  they  are  illusions.  I  am  an 
Illusion;  those  savages  who  died  upon  the  rock  will 
tell  you  so.  This  fair  woman  before  you  is  an  Illusion : 
Humphrey,  I  am  sure,  knows  it  as  you  will  also  before 
you  have  done  with  her.  Th^se  halls  are  illusions 
Live  on  in  your  illusions,  O  liti.c  man  of  science,  who 
because  you  see  the  face  of  things,  think  that  you  know 
the  bcKiy  and  the  heart,  and  can  read  the  soul  at  work 
w'lthin.  You  are  a  worthy  child  of  tens  of  thousands 
ot  your  breed  who  were  before  you  and  are  now 
forgotten." 

Bickley  looked  up  to  answer,  then  changed  hi.s  mind 
and  was  silent,  thinking  further  argument  dangerous, 
and  Oro  went  on :  o  > 


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"Now  I  differ  from  you,  Bickley,  in  this  way.  I  who 
have  more  wisdom  in  my  finger-poivt  than  you  with  all 
the  physicians  of  your  world  added  to  you,  have  in  your 
brains  and  bodies,  yet  desire  to  learn  from  those  who 
can  give  me  knowledge.  1  understand  from  vour 
words  to  my  daughter  that  you,  Bastin,  teach  a  faith 
that  is  new  to  me,  and  that  this  faith  tells  of  life  eternal 
fcr  the  children  of  earth.    Is  it  so  ?  " 

"It  is,"  said  Bastin  eagerly.    "I  will  set  out " 

Oro  cut  him  short  with  a  wave  of  the  hand. 

"Not  now  in  the  presence  of  Bickley  who  doubtless 
disbelieves  your  faith,  as  he  does  all  else,  holding  it, 
with  justice  or  without,  to  be  but  another  illusion.  Yet 
you  shall  teach  me  and  on  it  I  will  form  my  own 
judgment." 

"I  shall  be  delighted,"  said  Bastin.  Then  a  doubt 
struck  him,  and  he  added :  "  But  why  do  you  wish  to 
learn  ?  Not  that  you  may  make  a  mock  of  my  religion, 
is  it?" 

"I  mock  at  no  man's  belief,  because  I  think  that 
what  men  believe  is  true — for  them.  I  will  tell  you  why 
I  wish  to  hear  of  yours,  since  I  never  hide  the  truth.  I 
who  am  so  wise  and  old,  yet  must  die ;  though  that  time 
may  be  far  away,  still  I  must  die,  for  such  is  the  lot  of 
man  born  of  woman.  And  I  do  not  desire  to  die. 
Therefore  I  shall  rejoice  to  learn  of  any  faith  that  pro- 
mises to  the  children  of  earth  a  life  eternal  beyond  the 
earth.  To-morrow  you  shall  begin  to  teach  me.  Now 
leave  me.  Strangers,  for  I  have  much  to  do,"  and  he 
waved  his  hand  towards  the  table. 

We  rose  and  bowed,  wondering  what  he  could  have 
to  do  down  in  this  luminous  hole,  he  who  had  been  for 
so  many  thousand*:  of  years  out  of  touch  with  the  world. 
It  occurred  to  me,  however,  that  during  this  long  period 
he  might  have  got  in  touch  with  other  worlds,  mdeed 
he  looked  like  it. 

"Wait,"  he  said,  "I  have  something  to  tell  you.  I 
have  been  studying  this  oook  of  writings,  or  world 
pictures,"  and  he  pointed  to  my  atlas  which,  as  I  now 
observed  for  the  first  time,  was  also  lying  upon  the  table. 


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I'l"'"^''  *"*  """ch.      Your  country  is  small,  very 
•mall.    When  I  caused  it  to  be  raised  up  I  think  that  it 
was  larger,  but  since  thei.  that  seas  have  flowed  in." 
Here  Bickley  groaned  aloud. 

"This  one  is  much  greater,"  went  on  Oro,  casting  a 
glance  at  Bickley  that  must  have  penetrated  him  like  a 
searchlight.    1  hen  he  opened  the  map  of  Europe  and 
with  his  finger  indicated  Germany  and  Austr  i-Hungary. 
"I  know  nothine  of  the  peoples  of  these  lands,"  he  added, 
but  as  you  belong  to  one  of  them  and  are  my  guests,  I 
trust  that  yours  may  succeed  in  the  war." 
"What  war?"  we  asked  with  .    c  voice. 
"Since  Bickley  is  so  clever,  surely  he  should  know 
better  than  an  illusion  such  as  I.    All  I  can  tell  you  is 
that   I   have  learned  that  there    is   war  between  this 
country  and  that,"  and  he  pointed  to  Great  Briuin  and 
to  Germany  upon  the  map;  "also  between  o'  ers." 

"It  «s  quite  possible,"  I  said,  remembf  ig  many 
thiiigs.      But  how  do  vou  know  ? "  »  / 

"if  I  told  you,  Humphrey,  Bickley  would  not 
believe,  so  I  will  not  tell.  Perhaps  I  saw  it  in  that 
crystal,  as  did  the  necromancers  of  the  early  world. 
Or  perhaps  the  crystal  serves  some  different  purpose 
and  1  saw  it  otherwise— with  my  soul.  At  least  what  I 
say  IS  true. 

"Then  who  will  win?"  asked  Bastin. 
"I  cannot  read  the  future.  Preacher.  If  I  could, 
should  I  ask  you  to  expound  to  me  your  religion  which 
probably  is  of  no  more  worth  than  a  score  of  others  I 
have  studied,  just  because  it  tells  of  the  future  ?  If  I 
could  read  the  future  I  should  be  a  god  instead  of  only 
an  earth-lord,"  ^ 

"Your  daughter  called  you  a  god  and  vou  said  that 
you  knew  we  were  coming  to  wake  you  up,  which  is 
reading  the  future,"  answered  Bastin. 

*' Every  father  is  a  god  to  his  daughter,  or  should 
be;  also  in  my  day  millions  named  me  a  pod  because  I 
saw  further  and  struck  harder  than  they  could.  As  for 
the  rest,  it  (^me  to  me  in  a  vision.  Oh  1  Bickley,  if  you 
were  wiser  than  you  think  you  are,  you  would  know  that 


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all  things  to  come  are  born  elsewhere  and  travel  hither 
like  the  li|;ht  from  stars.  Sometimes  they  come  faster 
before  their  day  into  a  single  mind,  and  that  is  what 
men  call  prophecy.  But  this  is  a  ^ift  which  cannot  be 
commanded,  even  by  me.  Also  I  did  not  know  that  you 
would  come.  I  knew  only  that  we  should  awaken  and 
by  the  help  of  men,  for  if  none  had  been  present  at  that 
destined  hour  we  must  have  died  for  lack  of  warmth  and 
sustenance." 

"I  deny  your  hypothesis  in  toto,"  exclaimed  Bickley, 
but  nobody  paid  any  attention  to  him. 

"My  father,"  said  Yva,  rising  and  bowing  before 
him  with  her  swan-like  grace,  "  I  have  noted  your  com- 
mands. But  do  you  permit  that  I  show  the  temple  to 
these  strangers,  also  something  of  our  past  ?" 

"Yes,  yes,"  he  said.  "It  will  save  much  talk  in  a 
sav4ge  tongue  that  is  difficult  to  me.  But  bring  them 
here  no  more  without  my  command,  save  Bastin  only. 
When  the  sun  is  four  hours  high  in  the  upper  world, 
let  him  come  to-morrow  to  teach  me,  and  afterwards  if 
so  I  desire.    Or  if  he  wills,  he  can  sleep  here." 

"I  think  I  would  rather  not,"  said  Bastin  hurriedly. 
"I  make  no  pretence  to  being  particular,  but  this  place 
does  not  appeal  to  me  as  a  bedroom.  There  are  degrees 
in  the  pleasures  of  solitude  and,  in  short,  1  will  not 
disturb  your  privacy  at  night." 

Oro  waved  his  hand  and  we  departed  down  that 
awful  and  most  dreary  hall. 

"  I  hope  you  will  spend  a  pleasant  time  here,  Bastin," 
I  said,  looking  back  from  the  doorway  at  its  cold, 
Illuminated  vastness. 

"I  don't  expect  to,"  he  answered,  "but  duty  is  duty, 
and  if  I  can  drag  that  old  sinner  back  from  the  pit  that 
awaits  him,  it  will  be  worth  doing.  Only  I  have  my 
doubts  about  him.  To  me  he  seems  to  bear  a  strong 
family  resemblance  to  Beelzebub,  and  he's  a  bad  com- 
panion week  in  and  week  out." 

We  went  through  the  portico,  Yva  leading  us,  and 
passed  the  fountain  of  Life-water,  of  wnich  she 
cautioned  us  to  drink  no  more  at  present,  and  to  pre- 


Oro  in  his  House 


185 


vent  him  from  doing  so,  dragged  Tommy  past  it  by 
his  ojllar.  Bickley,  however,  lingered  under  pretence  of 
making  a  further  examination  of  the  statue.  As  1  had 
seen  him  emptying  into  his  pocket  the  contents  of  a 
corked  bottle  of  quinine  tabloids  which  he  always 
earned  with  him,  I  guessed  very  well  that  his  object 
was  to  procure  a  sample  of  this  water  for  future 
analysis.  Of  course  I  said  nothing,  and  Yva  and 
Bastin  took  no  note  of  what  he  was  doing. 

When  we  were  clear  of  the  palace,  of  which  we  had 
only  seen  one  hall,  we  walked  across  an  open  space 
made  utterably  dreary  by  the  absence  of  any  vegetation 
or  other  sign  of  life,  towards  a  huge  building  of 
glorious  proportions  that  was  constructed  of  black 
stone  or  marble.  It  is  impossible  for  me  to  give  any 
idea  of  the  frightful  solemnity  of  this  domed  edifice,  for 
as  I  think  I  have  said,  it  alone  had  a  roof,  standing 
there  in  the  midst  of  that  brilliant,  unvarying  and  most 
unnatural  illumination  which  came  from  nowhere  and 
yet  was  everywhere.  Thus,  when  one  lifted  a  foot, 
there  it  was  between  the  sole  of  the  boot  and  the  floor, 
or  to  express  it  better,  the  boot  threw  no  shadow.  I 
think  this  absence  of  shadows  was  perhaps  the  most 
terrifying  circumstance  connected  with  that  universal 
and  pervading  light.  Through  it  we  walked  on  to  the 
temple.  We  passed  three  courts,  pillared  all  of  them, 
and  came  to  the  building  which  was  larger  than  St. 
Paul  s  in  London.  We  entered  through  huge  doors 
which  still  stood  open,  and  presently  found  ourselves 
beneath  the  towering  dome.  There  were  no  windows, 
why  should  there  be  in  a  place  that  was  full  of  light? 
There  was  no  ornamentation,  there  was  nothing  except 
black  walls.  And  yet  the  general  effect  was  magnificent 
in  Its  majestic  grace. 

"In  this  place,"  said  Yva,  and  her  sweet  voice  went 
whispering  round  the  walls  and  the  arching  dome, 
were  buried  the  Kings  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom.  They 
lie  beneath,  each  in  his  sepulchre.  Its  entrance  is 
yonder,"  and  she  pointed  to  what  seemed  to  be  a  chapel 
on  the  right.    "Would  you  wish  to  see  them  ?  " 


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186       When  the  World  Shook 

"Somehow  I  don't  care  to,"  said  Bastin.  "The 
place  IS  dreary  enough  as  it  is  without  the  company  of 
a  lot  of  dead  kings  .''^ 

"I  should  like  to  dissect  one  of  them,  but  I  suppose 
that  would  not  be  allowed,"  said  Bickley. 

"No,"  she  answered.  "I  think  that  the  Lord  Oro 
would  not  wish  you  to  cut  up  his  forefathers." 

"  When  you  and  he  went  to  sleep,  why  did  you  not 
choose  the  family  vault?"  asked  Bastin. 

"Would  you  have  found  us  there?"  she  queried  by 
way  of  answer.  Then,  understanding  that  the  invita- 
tion was  refused  by  general  consent,  though  person- 
ally I  should  have  liked  to  accept  it,  and  have  never 
ceased  regretting  that  I  did  not,  she  moved  towards  a 
colossal  object  which  stood  beneath  the  centre  of  the 
dome. 

On  a  stepped  base,  not  very  different  from  that  in 
the  cave  but  much  larger,  sat  a  figure,  draped  in  a 
cloak  on  which  was  graved  a  number  of  stars,  doubt- 
less to  symbolise  the  heavens.  The  fastening  of  the 
cloak  was  shaped  like  the  crescent  moon,  and  the  foot- 
stool on  which  rested  the  figure's  feet  was  fashioned 
to  suggest  the  orb  of  the  sun.  This  was  of  gold  or  some 
such  metal,  the  only  spot  of  brightness  in  all  that 
temple.  It  was  impossible  to  say  whether  the  figure 
were  male  or  female,  for  the  cloak  falling  in  long, 
straight  folds  hid  its  outlines.  Nor  did  the  head  tell  us, 
for  the  hair  also  was  hidden  beneath  the  mantle  and  the 
face  might  have  been  that  of  either  man  or  woman.  It 
was  terrible  in  its  solemnity  and  calm,  and  its  expres- 
sion was  as  remote  and  mystic  as  that  of  Buddha,  only 
more  stern.  Also  without  doubt  it  was  blind;  it  was 
impossible  to  mistake  the  sightlessness  of  those  staring 
orbs.  Across  the  knees  lay  a  naked  sword  and  beneath 
the  cloa!:  the  arms  were  hidden.  In  its  complete 
simplicity  the  thing  was  marvellous. 

On  either  side  upon  the  pedestal  knelt  a  figure  of 
the  size  of  life.  One  was  an  old  and  withered  man  with 
death  stamped  upon  his  face ;  the  other  was  a  beautiful, 
naked  woman,   her  hands  clasped  in  the  attitude  of 


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prayer  and   with   vague   terror  written   on   her  vivid 
features. 

Such  was  this  glorious  group  of  which  the  meaning 
could  not  be  mistaken.  It  was  Fate  throned  upon  the 
siin,  vvearing  the  constellations  as  his  garment,  armed 
with  the  sword  of  Destiny  and  worshipped  by  Life  and 
Death.    This  interpretation  I  set  out  to  the  others. 

Yva  knelt  before  the  statue  for  a  little  while,  bowing 
her  head  in  prayer,  and  really  I  felt  inclined  to  follow 
her  example,  though  in  the  end  I  compromised,  as  did 
Bick  ey,  by  taking  off  my  hat,  which,  like  the  others, 
I  still  wore  from  force  of  habit,  though  in  this  place 
none  was  needed.    Only  Bastin  remained  covered. 

"Behold  the  god  of  my  people,"  said  Yva.  "Have 
you  no  reverence  for  it,  O  Bastin  ? " 

"Not  much,"  he  answered,  "except  as  a  work  of  art. 
You  see  I  worship  Fate's  Master.  I  might  add  that 
your  god  doesn't  seem  to  have  done  much  for  you.  Lady 
Yva,  as  out  of  all  your  greatness  there's  nothing  left 
but  two  people  and  a  lot  of  old  walls  and  caves." 

At  first  she  was  inclined  to  be  angry,  for  I  saw  her 
start.  Then  her  mood  changed,  and  she  said  with  a 
sigh: 

'•  Fate's  Master  1    Where  does  He  dwell  ?  " 
"Here  amongst  other  places,"  said  Bastin.     "I'll 
soon  explain  that  to  you." 

"I  thank  you,"  she  replied  gravely.  "But  why 
have  you  not  explained  it  to  Bickley?"  Then  waving 
her  hand  to  show  that  she  wished  for  no  answer,  she 
went  on  : 

"Friends,  would  you  wish  to  learn  something  of  the 
history  of  my  people  ?  " 

"Very  much,"  said  the  irrepressible   Bastin,  "but 

"^u^  ''^'"*''  '''^  lecture  took  place  in  the  open  air." 

That  is  not  possible,"  she  answered.    "It  must  be 

here  and  now,  or  not  at  all.    Come,  stand  by  me.    Be 

silent  and  do  not  move.    I  am  about  to  set  loose  forces 

that  are  dangerous  if  disturbed." 


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CHAPTER   XVI 


VISIONS  OF  THE  PAST 


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She  led  us  to  the  back  of  the  statue  and  pointed  to  each 
of  us  where  we  should  remain.  Then  she  took  her  place 
at  ri^ht  angles  to  us,  as  a  showman  might  do,  and  for 
a  while  stood  immovable.  Watching  her  face,  once 
more  I  saw  it,  and  indeed  all  her  body,  informed  with 
that  strange  air  of  power,  and  noted  that  her  eyes  flashed 
and  that  her  hair  grew  even  more  brilliant  than  was 
common,  as  though  some  abnormal  strength  were  flow- 
ing through  it  and  her.     Presently  she  spoke,  saying : 

"  1  shall  show  you  first  our  people  in  the  day  of  their 
glory.     Look  in  front  of  you. 

We  looked  and  by  degrees  the  vast  space  of  the  apse 
before  us  became  alive  with  forms.  At  first  these  were 
va^ue  and  shadowy,  not  to  be  separated  or  distin- 
guished. Then  they  became  so  real  that  until  he  was 
reproved  by  a  kick,  Tommy  growled  at  them  and 
threatened  to  break  out  into  one  of  his  peals  of  barking. 

A  wonderful  scene  appeared.  There  was  a  palace 
of  white  marble  and  in  front  of  it  a  great  courtyard  upon 
which  the  sun  beat  vividly.  At  the  foot  of  the  steps  of 
the  palace,  beneath  a  silken  awning,  sat  a  king  en- 
throned, a  crown  upon  his  head  and  wearing  glorious 
robes.  In  his  hand  was  a  jewelled  sceptre.  He  was  a 
noble-looking  man  of  middle  age  and  about  him  were 
gathered  the  glittering  officers  of  his  court.  Fair  women 
fanned  him  and  to  right  and  left,  but  a  little  behind,  sat 
other  fair  and  jewelled  women  who,  I  suppose,  were  his 
wives  or  d  ughters. 

"One  of  the  Kings  of  the  Children  of  Wisdom  new- 
crowned,  receives  the  homage  of  the  world,"  said  Yva. 

A  ■  she  spoke  there  appeared,  walking  in  front  of 
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the  throne  one  by  one,  other  kings,  for  all  were  crowned 
and  bore  sceptres.  At  the  foot  of  the  throne  each  of 
them  kneeled  and  kissed  the  foot  of  him  who  sat  thereon, 
as  he  did  so  laying  down  his  sceptre  which  at  a  sign  he 
lifted  again  and  passed  away.  Of  these  kings  there  must 
have  been  quite  fifty,  men  of  all  colours  and  of  various 
types,  white  men,  black  men,  yellow  men,  red  men. 

Then  came  their  ministers  bearing  pifts,  appar- 
ently of  gold  and  jewels,  which  were  piled  on  trays  in 
front  of  the  throne.  I  remember  noting  an  incident. 
An  old  fellow  with  a  lame  leg  stumbled  and  upset  his 
tray,  so  that  the  contents  rolled  hither  and  thither.  His 
attempts  to  recover  them  were  ludicrous  and  caused  the 
monarch  on  the  throne  to  relax  from  his  dignity  and 
smile.  I  mention  this  to  show  that  what  we  witnessed 
was  no  set  scene  but  apparently  a  living  piece  of  the 
past.  Had  it  been  so  the  absurdity  of  the  bedizened 
old  man  tumbling  down  in  the  midst  of  the  gorgeous 
pageant  would  certainly  have  been  omitted. 

No,  it  must  be  life,  real  life,  something  that  had  hap- 
pened, and  the  same  may  be  said  of  what  followed.  For 
instance,  there  was  what  we  call  a  review.  Infantry 
marched,  some  of  them  armed  with  swords  and  spears, 
though  these  I  took  to  be  an  ornamental  bodyguard, 
and  others  with  tubes  like  savage  blowpipes  of  which  I 
could  not  guess  the  use.  There  were  no  cannon,  but 
c  rriages  came  by  loaded  with  bags  that  had  spouts  to 
them.       Probably  these  were  charged  with  poisonous 

fases.  There  were  some  cavalry  also,  mounted  on  a 
Ifferent  stamp  of  horse  from  ours,  thicker  set  and  nearer 
the  ground,  but  with  arched  neck?  and  fiery  eyes  and,  I 
should  say,  very  strong.  These  again,  I  take  it,  were 
ornamental.  Then  came  other  men  upon  a  long 
machine,  slung  in  pairs  in  armoured  sacks,  out  of  which 
only  their  heads  and  arms  projected.  This  machine, 
which  resembled  an  elongated  bicycle,  went  by  at  a 
tremendous  rate,  though  whence  its  motive  power  came 
did  not  appear.  It  carried  twenty  pairs  of  men,  each 
of  whom  held  in  his  hand  some  small  but  doubtless 
deadly  weapon,  that  in  appearance  resembled  an  orange. 


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Other  similar  machines  which  followed  carried  from 
forty  to  a  hundred  pairs  of  men. 

The  marvel  of  the  piece,  however,  were  the  aircraft. 
These  came  by  in  great  numbers.  Sometimes  they  flew 
in  flocks  like  wild  geese,  sometimes  singly,  sometimes 
in  line  and  sometimes  in  ordered  squadrons,  with  out- 
post and  officer  ships  and  an  exact  distance  kept  be- 
tween craft  and  craft.  None  of  them  seemed  to  be 
very  large  or  to  carry  more  than  four  or  five  men,  but 
they  were  extraordinarily  swift  and  as  agile  as  swailows. 
Moreover  they  flew  as  birds  do  by  beating  their  win^s, 
but  again  we  could  not  guess  whence  came  their  motive 
power. 

The  review  vanished,  and  next  appeared  a  scene  of 
festivity  in  a  huge,  illuminated  hall.  The  Great  King 
sat  upon  a  dais  and  behind  him  was  that  statue  of  Fate, 
or  one  very  similar  to  it,  beneath  which  we  stood.  Below 
him  in  the  hall  were  the  feasters  seated  at  long  tables, 
clad  in  the  various  costumes  of  their  countries.  He  rose 
and,  turning,  knelt  before  the  statue  of  Fate.  Indeed 
he  prostrated  himself  thrice  in  prayer.  Then  taking  his 
seat  again,  he  lifted  a  cup  of  wine  and  pledged  that  vast 
company.  They  drank  back  to  him  and  prosfated 
themselves  before  him  as  he  had  done  before  the  image 
of  Fate.  Only  I  noted  that  certain  men  clad  in  sacer- 
dotal garments  not  at  all  unlike  those  which  are  worn  in 
the  Greek  Church  to-day,  renained  standing. 

Now  all  this  exhibition  of  terrestrial  pomp  faded. 
The  next  so  ne  was  simple,  that  of  the  death-bed  of  this 
same  king — we  knew  him  by  his  wizened  features.  There 
he  lay,  terribly  old  and  dying.  Physicians,  women, 
courtiers,  all  were  there  watching  the  end.  The  tableau 
vanished  and  in  place  of  it  appeared  that  of  the  youthful 
successor  amidst  cheering  crowds,  with  jojr  breaking 
through  the  clouds  of  simulated  grief  upon  his  face.  It 
vanished  also. 

"Thus  did  great  king  succeed  great  king  for  ages 
upon  ages,"  said  Yva.  "  There  were  eighty  of  them  and 
the  average  of  their  reigns  was  700  years.  They  ruled 
the  earth  as  it  was  in  those  days.      They  gathered  up 


Visions  of  the  Past 


191 


learning,  they  wielded  power,  their  wealth  was  boundless. 
Tbejr  nurtured  the  arts,  they  discovered  secrets.  They 
had  intercourse  with  the  stars;  they  were  as  gods.  But 
like  the  gods  they  grew  jealous.  They  and  their  coun> 
ciliors  became  a  race  apart  who  alone  had  the  secret  of 
long  life.  The  rest  of  the  world  and  the  commonplace 
people  about  them  suffered  and  died.  They  of  the 
Househ^'ld  of  Wisdom  lived  on  in  pomp  for  generations 
till  the  earth  was  mad  with  envy  of  them. 

"  Fewer  and  fewer  grew  the  divine  race  of  the  Sons  of 
Wisdom  since  children  are  not  given  to  the  aged  and  to 
those  of  an  ancient,  outworn  blood.  Then  the  World 
said: 

" '  They  are  great  but  they  are  not  many ;  let  us  make 
an  end  of  them  by  numbers  and  take  their  place  and 
power  and  drink  of  their  Life-water,  that  they  will  not 
give  to  us.  If  myriads  of  us  perish  by  their  arts,  what 
does  it  matter,  since  we  are  cuuntless  ?  '  So  the  World 
made  war  upon  the  Sons  of  Wisdom.    See  1  " 

Again  a  picture  formed.  The  sky  was  full  of  air- 
craft which  rained  down  fire  like  flashes  of  lightning 
upon  cities  beneath.  From  these  cities  leapt  up  other 
fires  that  destroyed  the  swift-travelling  things  above,  so 
that  they  fell  in  numbers  like  gnats  burned  by  a  lamp. 
Still  more  and  more  of  them  came  till  the  cities  crumbled 
away  and  the  flashes  that  darted  from  them  ceased  to 
rush  upwards.  The  Sons  of  Wisdom  were  driven  from 
the  face  of  the  earth. 

Again  the  scene  changed.  Now  it  showed  this 
subterranean  hall  in  which  we  stood.  There  was  ponip 
here,  yet  it  was  but  a  shadow  of  that  which  had  been  in 
the  earlier  days  upon  the  face  of  the  earth.  Courtiers 
moved  about  the  palace  and  there  were  people  in  the 
radiant  streets  and  the  houses,  for  most  of  them  were 
occupied,  but  rarely  did  the  vision  show  children 
coming  through  their  gates. 

Of  a  sudden  this  scene  shifted.  Now  we  saw  that 
same  hall  in  which  we  had  visited  Oro  not  an  hour 
before.  There  he  sat,  yes,  Oro  himself,  upon  the  dais 
beneath   the  overhanging   marble  shell.    Round  him 


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19a       When  the  World  Shook 

were  some  ancient  councillors.  In  the  body  of  the  hall 
on  either  side  of  the  dais  were  men  in  military  array, 
guards  without  doubt  though  their  only  weapon  was  a 
black  rod  not  unlike  a  ruler,  if  indeed  it  were  a  weapon 
and  not  a  badge  of  ofiSce. 

Yva,  whose  face  had  suddenly  grown  strange  and 
fixed,  began  to  detail  to  us  what  was  passing  in  this 
scene,  in  a  curious  monotone  such  as  a  person  might  use 
who  was  repeating  something  learned  by  heart.  This 
was  the  substance  of  what  she  said : 

"The  case  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom  is  desperate.  But 
few  of  them  are  left.  Like  other  men  they  need  food 
which  is  hard  to  come  by,  since  the  foe  holds  the  upper 
earth  and  that  whicn  their  doctors  can  make  here  in  the 
Shades  does  not  satisfy  them,  even  though  they  drink 
the  Life-water.  They  die  and  die.  There  comes  an 
embassy  from  the  High  King  of  the  coni'ederated 
Nations  to  talk  of  terms  of  peace.    See,  it  enters." 

As  she  spoL^,  up  the  hall  advanced  the  embassy.  At 
the  head  of  it  walked  a  young  man,  tall,  dark,  handsome 
and  commanding,  whose  aspect  seemed  in  some  way  to 
be  familiar  to  me.  He  was  richly  clothed  in  a  purple 
cloak  and  wore  upon  his  head  a  eolden  circlet  that  sug- 
gested royal  rank.  Those  who  followed  him  were  mostly 
old  men  who  had  the  astute  faces  of  diplomatists,  but  a 
few  seemed  to  be  generals.  Yva  continued  in  her  mono- 
tonous voice : 

"Comes  the  son  of  the  King  of  the  confederated 
Nations,  the  Prince  who  will  be  kinp.  He  bows  before 
the  Lord  Oro.  He  says,  '  Great  and  Ancient  Monarch  of 
the  divine  blood,  Heaven-born  One,  your  strait,  and  thac 
of  those  who  remain  to  you,  is  sore.  Yet  on  behalf  of 
the  Nations  I  am  sent  to  offer  terms  of  peace,  but  this  I 
may  only  do  in  the  presence  of  your  child  who  is  your 
heiress  and  the  Queen-to-be  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom.'  " 

Here,  in  the  picture,  Oro  waved  his  hand  and  from 
behind  the  marble  shell  appeared  Yva  herself,  gloriously 
apparelled,  wearing  royal  ornaments  and  with  her  train 
held  by  waiting  ladies.     She  bowed  to  the  Prince  and 


Visions  of  the  Past  193 

hia  company  and  they  bowed  back  to  her.  More,  we 
saw  a  stance  of  recognition  pass  between  her  and  the 
Prince. 

Now  the  real  Yva  by  our  side  pointed  to  the  shadow 
Yya  of  the  vision  or  the  picture,  whichever  it  might  be 
calledj  a  stranee  thing  to  see  her  do,  and  went  on  : 

"The  daughter  ot  the  Lord  Oro  comes.  The  Prince 
of  the  Nations  salutes  her.  He  says  that  the  great  war 
has  endured  for  hundreds  of  years  between  the  Children 
of  Wisdom  fighting  for  absolute  rule  and  the  common 
people  of  the  earth  fighting  for  liberty.  In  that  war 
many  millions  of  the  Sons  of  the  Nations  had  perished, 
brought  to  their  death  by  fearful  arts,  by  wizardries  and 
bv  plagues  sown  among  them  by  the  Sons  of  Wisdom. 
Yet  they  were  winning,  for  the  glorious  cities  of  the 
Sons  of  Wisdom  were  destroyed  and  those  who 
remained  jf  them  were  driven  to  dwell  in  the  aives  of 
the  earth  where  with  all  their  strength  and  magic  they 
could  not  increase,  but  faded  like  flowers  in  the  dark. 

"The  Lord  Oro  asks  what  are  the  terms  of  peace 
proposed  by  the  Nations.  The  Prince  answers  th»t  they 
are  these :  That  the  Sons  of  Wisdom  shall  teach  all  their 
wisdom  to  the  wise  men  among  the  Nations.  That  they 
shall  give  them  to  drink  of  the  Life-water,  so  that  then- 
length  of  days  also  may  be  increased.  That  they  shall 
cease  to  destroy  them  by  sickness  and  their  mastery  of 
the  forces  which  are  hid  in  the  womb  of  the  world.  If 
they  will  do  these  things,  then  the  Nations  on  their  part 
will  cease  from  war,  will  rebuild  the  cities  they  have 
destroyed  by  means  of  their  flying  ships  that  rain  down 
death,  and  will  agree  that  the  Lord  Oro  and  his  seed 
shall  rule  them  for  e"er  as  the  King  of  kings. 

"The  Lord  Oro  asks  if  that  be  all.  The  Prince 
answers  that  it  is  not  all.  He  says  that  when  he  dwelt 
a  hostage  at  the  court  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom  he  and  the 
divine  Lady,  the  daughter  of  the  Lord  Oro,  and  his  only 
living  child,  learned  to  love  each  other.  He  demands, 
and  the  Nations  demand,  that  she  shall  be  given  to  him 
to  wife,  that  in  a  day  to  come  he  may  rule  with  her  and 
their  children  after  them. 


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"See  I "  went  on  Yva  in  her  chanting,  dreamy  voice, 
"the  Lord  Oro  asks  his  daujliter  if  this  be  true.  She 
says,"  here  the  real  Yva  at  my  side  turned  and  looked 
me  straight  in  the  eyes,  "that  it  is  true;  that  she  loves 
the  Prince  of  the  Nations  and  that  if  she  lives  a  million 
years  she  will  wed  no  other  man,  since  she  who  is  her 
father's  slave  in  all  else  is  still  the  mistress  of  herself, 
as  has  ever  been  the  rieht  of  lier  rcyal  mothers. 

"See  again  I  The  Lord  Oro,  the  divine  Kine,  the 
Ancient,  grows  wroth.  He  says  that  it  is  enough  and 
more  than  enough  that  the  Barbarians  should  ask  to  eat 
of  the  bread  of  hidden  learning  and  to  drink  of  the  Life- 
water  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom,  gifts  that  were  given  to 
them  of  old  by  Heaven  whence  they  sprang  in  the  be- 
ginning. But  that  one  of  them,  however  highly  placed, 
should  dare  to  ask  to  mix  his  blood  with  that  of  the 
divine  Lady,  the  Heiress,  the  Queen  of  the  Earth  to  be, 
and  claim  to  share  her  imperial  throne  that  had  been 
held  by  her  pure  race  from  age  to  age,  was  an  insult 
that  could  only  be  purged  by  death.  Sooner  would 
he  give  his  daughter  in  marriage  to  an  ape  than  to  a 
child  of  the  Barbarians  «'ho  had  worked  on  ther.i  so 
many  woes  and  striven  lo  break  the  golden  fetters  of 
their  rule. 

"Look  again!"  continued  Yva.  "The  Lord  Oro, 
the  divine,  grows  angrier  still "  (which  in  truth  he  did, 
for  never  did  I  see  such  dreadful  rage  as  that  which  the 
picture  revealed  in  him).  "  He  warns,  he  threatens.  He 
says  that  hitherto  out  of  gentle  love  and  pity  he  has  held 
his  hand :  that  he  has  strength  at  his  command  which 
will  slay  them,  not  bv  millions  in  slow  war,  but  by  tens 
of  millions  at  one  blow :  that  will  blot  them  and  their 
peoples  from  the  face  of  earth  and  that  will  cause  the 
deep  seas  to  roll  where  now  their  pleasant  lands  are  fruit- 
ful in  the  sun.  They  shrink  before  his  fury;  behold, 
their  knees  tremble  because  they  know  that  he  has  this 
power.  He  mocks  them,  does  the  Lord  Oro.  He  asks 
for  their  submission  here  and  now,  and  that  in  the  name 
of  the  Nations  they  should  take  the  great  oath  which 
may  not  be  broken,  swearing  to  cease  from  w!u-  upon 


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the  Sons  of  Wisdom  and  to  obey  them  in  all  things  to 
the  ends  of  the  earth.  Some  of  the  ambassadors  would 
yield.  They  look  about  them  like  wild  things  that  are 
trapped.  But  madness  ukes  the  Prince.  He  cries  that 
the  oath  of  an  ape  is  of  no  account,  but  that  he  will  tear 
up  the  Children  of  Wisdom  as  an  ape  tears  leaves,  and 
afterwards  uke  the  divine  Lady  to  be  his  wife. 

"Look  on  the  Lord  Oro  I "  continued  the  living  Yva, 
"his  wrath  leaves  him.  He  grows  cold  and  smiles. 
His  daughter  throws  herself  upon  her  knees  and  pleads 
with  him.  He  thrusts  her  away.  She  would  sprmg  to 
the  side  of  the  Prii  ce;  he  commands  his  councillors  to 
hold  hi*r.  She  cries  to  the  Prince  that  she  loves  him 
and  him  only,  and  that  in  a  dav  to  come  him  she  will 
wed  and  no  other.  He  thanks  her,  saying  that  as  it  is 
with  her,  so  it  is  with  him,  and  that  because  of  this  love 
he  fears  nothing.  She  swoons.  The  Lord  Oro 
motions  with  hisliand  to  the  guard.  They  lift  their 
death-rods.  Fire  leaps  from  them.  The  Prince  and  his 
companions,  all  save  those  who  were  afraid  and  would 
have  sworn  the  oath,  twist  and  writhe.  They  turn 
black;  they  die.  The  Lord  Oro  commands  those  who 
are  left  to  enter  their  flying  ships  and  bear  to  the 
Nations  of  the  Earth  tidings  of  what  befalls  those  who 
dare  to  defy  and  insult  him ;  to  warn  them  also  to  eat 
and  drink  and  be  merry  while  they  may,  since  for  their 
wickedness  they  are  about  to  perish." 

The  scene  faded  and  there  followed  another  which 
really  I  cannot  describe.  It  represented  some  vast 
underground  place  and  what  appeared  to  be  a  huge 
mountain  of  iron  clothed  in  light,  literally  a  thing  like 
an  alp,  rocking  and  spinning  down  a  declivity,  which 
farther  on  separated  into  two  branches  because  of  a  huge 
razor-edge  precipice  that  rose  between.  There  in  the 
middle  of  this  vast  space  with  the  dazzling  mountain 
whirling  towards  him,  stood  Oro  encased  in  some  trans- 
parent armour,  as  though  to  keep  oflF  heat,  and  with  him 
his  daughter  who  under  his  direction  was  '•  v.' ig 
something  in  the  rock  behind  her.    Then  thek    w  3  a 


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blinding  flash  and  everything  vanished. 

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All  of  this 
picture  passed  so  swiftfy 
deuilat  only  a  general  impression  remained. 

"The  Lord  Oro,  using  the  strength  that  is  in  the 
world  whereof  he  alone  nas  the  secret,  changes  the 
world's  balance,  causing  that  which  was  land  to  become 
sea  and  that  which  was  sea  to  become  land,"  said  Yva 
in  her  chanting,  unnatural  voice. 

Another  scene  of  stupendous  and  changing  awful- 
ness.  Gentries  were  sinking,  cities  crashing  down, 
volcanoes  \  'e  spouting  fire ;  the  end  of  the  earth  seemed 
to  be  at  hand.  We  could  see  human  beings  running 
to  and  fro  in  thousands  like  ants.  Then  in  huge  waves 
hundreds  and  hundreds  of  feet  high,  the  ocean  flowed  in 
and  all  was  troubled,  yeasty  sea. 

"Oro  carries  out  his  threat  to  destroy  the  Nations 
who  bad  rebelled  against  him,"  said  Yva.  "Much  of 
the  world  sinks  beneath  the  waves,  but  in  place  of  it 
other  lands  arise  above  the  waves,  to  be  Inhabited  by  the 
seed  of  those  who  remain  living  in  those  portions  of  the 
Earth  that  the  deluge  spared." 

This  horrible  vision  passed  and  was  succeeded  by 
one  more,  that  of  Oro  standing  in  the  sepulchre  of  the 
cave  by  the  side  of  the  crystal  coffin  which  contained 
what  appeared  to  be  the  body  of  his  daughter.      lie 

fazed  at  her,  then  drank  some  potion  and  laid  himself 
own  in  the  companion  coffin,  that  in  which  we  had 
found  him. 

AH  vanished  away  and  Yva,  appearing  to  wake  from 
some  kind  of  a  trance,  smiled  and  in  her  natural  voice 
asked  if  we  had  seen  enough. 

"Quite,"  I  answered  in  a  tone  that  caused  her  to  say : 

"I  wonder  what  you  have  seen,  Humphrey.  Myself 
I  do  not  know,  since  it  is  through  me  that  you  see  at  all 
and  when  you  see  I  am  in  vou  who  see." 

"Indeed,"  I  replied.  "Well,  I  will  tell  you  about  it 
Uter." 

"Thank  you  so  much,"  exclaimed  Bastin,  recovering 
suddenly  from  his  amazement.    "I  have  heard  a  great 


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»'l,^iu£;"h"?.?''!."^"P^'"'*  '''°*»  *•''<='' «"«  becoming 
b2c«^«  h^ir^nfl.'"""  "'^T  ''^°'**^'*  attending  them 
aoubtful,  and  a  priest  must  set  a  good  examole  to  hi^ 
congregation,  j/ow  I  see  that  they  ^  havTa  dSlnct 
rorn«"''  '*'""•  ''"  '^  "  ^'^  P«^"'«*  in  the  form  of 

•'How  is  it  done?"  asked  Bicitley,  almost  fiercely. 
I  A  V      "o'  a''ogether  Ijnow,"  she  answered.     "This 
I  do  know,  however,  that  everything  which  has  hao- 
pi-ned  on  th  s  world  can  be  seen  from  moment  to  moment 

sin^T«rh^uL"i/''MfP"'*  °^  •"•P""'  f°^  thither  fhe 
?h-nL  ^  •     "•    ^herc,  too,  it  can  be  caught  and 

r^S^n^J"  ",?  '"'•""'  T'i""''^  '°  «^'>«h  againf  to  be 
reflected  m  tlie  mirror  of  the  present  by  thos?  who  know 

IWW."  ^°"'  '^''^y'  '=^"  *°'''"  """^h  problem^  for 

thinL"f  ^hil  M^'i  "''"*^'  ^"^y  ^^»'"  said  Bas'in.  "I 
is  "t  is  r  hJi  ;^H?  «^"  ^"'  "'J"'^  P'^'^^'  interesting 
to  attend  to,  especially  as  f  understand  I  am  to  come 
back  here  to-morrow.  Would  you  mind  showing  me 
the  way  to  that  lift  or  moving  staircase?  "  ^ 

Come,"  she  said,  smiling. 
So  we  went  past  the  image  of  Fate,  out  of  the  temole 
down  the  vast  and  lonely  streets  so  unnaturally  inS 
ated,   o  the  place  where  we  had  first  found  ourselves  on 
arrival  in  the  depths.    There  we  stood. 

«,hM»H  T""'  '*'?•■  *"**  ^'^  **'«  whirling  up  as  we  had 
whirled  down.  I  suppose  that  Yva  came  with  us 
hough  I  never  saw  her  do  so,  and  the  odd  thing  was 

S~L    .*"  J""  ''"jy^'^  1"  'he  sepulchre,   she  seemed 
already  to  be  standing  there  waiting  to  direct  us. 

Really,  remarked  Bastin,  "this  is  exactly  like 
M^^kelyne  and  Ojok.  Did  you  ever  see  their  perform! 
ance,  Bickley?  If  so,  it  must  have  given  you  lots  to 
explain  for  quite  a  long  while." 

"Jugglery  never  appealed  to  me,  whether  in  London 
or  :n  Orofena,     replied  Bickley  in  a  sour  voice  as  he 

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extracted  from  his  pocket  an  end  of  candle  to  which  he 
set  light. 

"What  is  jugglery?"  asked  Bastin,  and  they 
departed  arguing,  leaving  me  alone  with  Yva  in  the 
sepulchre* 

"What  have  I  seen  ?"  I  asked  her. 

"I  do  not  know.  Humphrejr.  Everyone  sees  differ- 
ent things,  but  perhaps  something  of  the  truth." 

"  I  hope  not,  Yva,  for  amongst  other  things  I  seemed 
to  see  you  swear  yourself  to  a  man  for  ever." 

"Yes,  and  this  I  did.    What  of  it?" 

"Only  that  it  might  be  hard  for  another  man." 

"Yes,  for  another  man  it  might  be  hard.  You  were 
once  married,  were  you  not,  Humphrey,  to  a  wife  who 
died?" 

"Yes,  I  was  married." 

"And  did  you  not  swear  to  that  wife  that  you  would 
never  look  in  love  upon  another  woman  ?  " 

"  I  did,"  I  answered  in  a  shamed  voice.  "  But  how 
do  you  know  ?    I  never  told  you  so." 

"  Oh !  I  know  you  and  therefore  guessed." 

"Well,  what  of  it,  Yva?" 

"Nothing,  except  that  you  must  find  your  wife  before 
you  lo\  1  again,  and  before  I  love  again  I  must  find  him 
whom  I  wish  to  be  my  husband." 

"How  can  that  happen,"  I  asked,  "when  both  are 
dead?" 

"How  did  all  that  you  have  seen  to-day  in  Nyo 
happen?"  she  replied,  laughing  softly.  "Perhaps  you 
are  very  blind,  Humphrey,  or  perhaps  we  both  are  blind. 
If  so,  mayhap  light  will  come  to  us.  Meanwhile  do  not 
be  sad.  To-morrow  I  will  meet  you  and  you  shall  teach 
me — your  English  tongue,  Humphrey,  and  other 
things." 

"Then  let  it  be  in  the  sunlight,  Yva.  I  do  not  love 
those  darksome  halls  of  Nyo  that  glow  like  something 
dead." 

"It  is  fitting,  for  are  they  not  dead?"  she  answered, 
with  a  little  laugh.  "So  be  it.  Bastin  shall  teach  my 
father  down  below,  since  sun  and  shade  are  the  same  to 


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him  who  only  thinks  of  his  religion,  and  you  shall  teach 
me  up  above." 

"I  am  not  so  certain  about  Bastin  and  of  what  he 
thinks,"  I  said  doubtfully.  "Also  will  the  Lord  Oro 
permit  you  to  come  ?  " 

"Yes,  for  in  such  matters  I  rule  myself.  Also,"  she 
added  meaningly,  "he  remembers  my  oath  that  I  will 
wed  no  man — save  one  who  is  dead.  Now  farewell  a 
while  and  bid  Bastin  be  here  when  the  sun  is  three  hours 
high,  not  before  or  after." 

Then  I  left  her. 


CHAPTER   XVII 


YVA  EXPLAINS 

When  I  reached  the  rock  I  was  pleased  to  find  Maraina 
and  about  twenty  of  his  people  engaged  in  erecting  the 
house  that  we  had  ordered  them  to  build  for  our  accom- 
modation. Indeed,  it  was  nearly  finished,  since  house- 
building in  Orofena  is  a  simple  business.  The  frame- 
'  i*  •  work  of  poles  let  into  palm  trunks,  since  they  could  not 

'  '*  be  driven  into  the  rock,  had  been  put  together  on  the 

further  shore  and  towed  over  bodily  by  canoes.  The 
overhanging  rock  formed  one  side  of  the  house;  the 
ends  were  of  palm  leaves  tied  to  the  poles,  and  the  roof 
was  of  the  same  material.  The  other  side  was  left  open 
for  the  present,  which  in  that  equable  and  balmy  clime 
was  no  disadvantage.  The  whole  edifice  was  about 
thirty  feet  long  by  fifteen  deep  and  divided  into  two 
portions,  one  for  sleeping  and  one  for  living,  bv  a  palm 
leaf  partition.  Really,  it  was  quite  a  comfortable  abode, 
cool  and  rainproof,  especially  after  Bastin  had  built  his 
hut  in  which  to  cook.  . 

Marama  and  his  people  were  very  humble  in  their 
demeanour  and  implored  us  to  visit  them  on  the  main 
island.  I  answered  that  perhaps  we  would  later  on,  as 
we  wished  to  procure  certain  things  from  the  wreck. 
Also,  he  requested  Bastin  to  continue  his  ministrations 
as  the  latter  greatly  desired  to  do.  But  to  this  proposal 
I  would  not  allow  him  to  give  any  direct  answer  at  the 
moment.  Indeed,  I  dared  not  do  so  until  I  was  sure  of 
Ore's  approval. 

Towards  evening  they  departed  in  their  canoes, 
leaving  behind  them  the  usual  ample  store  of  provisions. 

We  cooked  our  meal  as  usual,  only  to  discover  that 
what  Yva  had  said  about  the  Life-water  was  quite  true, 

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since  we  had  but  little  appetite  for  solid  food,  though 
this  returned  upon  the  following  day.  The  same  thing 
happened  upon  every  occasion  after  drinking  of  that 
water  which  certainly  was  a  most  invigoratmg  fluid. 
Never  for  years  had  any  of  us  felt  so  well  as  it  caused 
us  to  do. 

So  we  lit  our  pipes  and  talked  about  our  experiences, 
though  of  these,  indeed,  we  scarcely  knew  what  to  say. 
Bastin  accepted  them  as  something  out  of  the  common, 
of  course,  but  as  facts  which  admitted  of  no  discussion. 
After  all,  he  said,  the  Old  Testament  told  much  the 
same  story  of  per':le  called  the  Sons  of  God  who  lived 
very  long  lives  and  ran  after  the  daughters  of  men 
whom  they  should  have  left  alone,  and  thus  became  the 
progenitors  of  a  remarkable  race.  Of  this  race,  he 
presumed  that  Oro  and  his  daughter  were  survivors, 
especially  as  they  spoke  of  their  family  as  "Heaven 
born."  How  they  came  to  survive  was  more  than  he 
could  understand  and  really  scarcely  worth  bothering 
over,  since  there  they  were. 

It  was  the  same  about  the  Deluge,  continued  Bastin, 
although  naturally  Oro  spoke  falsely,  or,  at  any  rate, 
grossly  exaggerated,  when  he  declared  that  he  h?d 
caused  this  catastrophe,  unless  indeed  he  was  talking 
about  a  totally  different  deluge,  thr)ugh  even  then  he 
could  not  have  brought  it  about.  It  was  curious,  how- 
ever, that  the  people  drowned  were  lid  to  have  been 
wicked,  and  Oro  had  the  same  opmion  about  those 
whom  he  claimed  to  have  drowned,  though  for  the 
matter  of  that,  he  could  not  conceive  anyone  more 
wicked  than  Oro  himself.  On  his  own  showing  he  was 
a  most  revengeful  person  and  one  who  declined  to  agree 
to  a  quite  suitable  alliance,  apparently  desired  by  both 
parties,  merely  because  it  offended  his  family  pride. 
No,  on  reflection  he  might  be  unjust  to  Oro  in  this  par- 
ticular, since  he  never  told  that  story ;  it  was  only  shown 
in  some  pictures  which  very  likely  were  just  made  up  to 
astonish  us.  Meanwhile,  it  was  his  business  to  preach 
to  this  old  sinner  down  in  that  hole,  and  he  confessed 
honestly  that  he  did  not  like  the  job.    Still,  it  must  be 


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done,  so  with  our  leave  he  would  go  apart  and  seek 
inspiration,  which  at  present  seemed  to  be  quite  lacking. 

Thus  declaimed  Bastin  and  departed. 

"Don't  you  tell  him  your  opinion  about  the  Deluge  or 
he  may  cause  another  just  to  show  that  you  are  wrong," 
called  Bickley  after  him. 

"I  can't  help  that,"  answered  Bastin.  "Certainly  I 
shall  not  hide  the  truth  to  save  Oro's  feelings,  if  he 
has  got  any.  If  he  revenges  himself  upon  us  in  any 
way,  we  must  just  put  up  with  it  like  other  martyrs." 

"I  haven't  the  slightest  ambition  to  be  a  martyr," 
said  Bickley. 

"No,"  shouted  Bastin  from  a  little  distance,  "I  am 
quite  aware  of  that,  as  you  have  often  said  so  before. 
Therefore,  if  you  become  one,  I  am  sorry  to  say  that  I 
do  not  see  how  you  can  expect  any  benefit.  You  would 
only  be  like  a  man  who  puts  a  sovereign  into  the 
offertory  bag  in  mistake  for  a  shilling.  The  extra  nine- 
teen shillings  will  do  him  no  good  at  all,  since  in  his 
heart  he  regrets  the  error  and  wishes  that  he  could  have 
them  back." 

Then  he  departed,  leaving  me  laughing.  But 
Bickley  did  not  laugh. 

"Arbuthnot,"  he  said,  "I  have  come  to  the  con- 
clusion that  I  have  gone  quite  mad.  I  beg  you  if  I 
should  show  signs  of  homicidal  mania,  which  I  feel 
developing  in  me  where  Bastin  is  concerned,  or  of  other 
abnormal  violence,  that  you  will  take  whatever  steps 
you  consider  necessary,  even  to  putting  me  out  of  the 
way  if  that  is  imperative." 

"What  do  you  mean?"  I  asked.  "You  seem  sane 
enough." 

"Sane,  when  I  believe  that  I  have  seen  and  experi- 
enced a  great  number  of  things  which  I  know  it  to  be 
quite  impossible  that  I  should  have  seen  or  experi- 
enced? The  only  explanation  is  that  I  am  suffering 
from  delusions." 

"Then  is  Bastin  suffering  from  delusions,  too?" 

"Certainly,  but  that  is  nothing  new  in  his  case." 

"I  don't  agree  with  you,  Bickley — about  Bastin,  I 


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mean.  I  am  by  no  means  certain  that  he  is  not  the 
-wisest  of  the  three  of  us.  He  has  a  faith  and  he  sticks 
to  it,  as  millions  have  done  before  him,  and  that  is 
better  than  making  spiritual  experiments,  as  I  am  sorry 
to  say  I  do,  or  rejecting  things  because  one  cannot 
understand  them,  as  you  do,  which  is  only  a  form  of 
intellectual  vanity." 

"I  won't  argue  the  matter,  Arbuthnot;  it  is  of  no 
use.    I  repeat  that  I  am  mad,  and  Bastin  is  mad.'' 

"  How  about  me  ?  I  also  saw  and  experienced  these 
things.    Am  I  mad,  too?" 

"  You  ought  to  be,  Arbuthnot.  If  it  isn't  enough  to 
drive  a  man  mad  when  he  sees  himself  exactly  repro- 
duced in  an  utterly  impossible  moving-picture  show 
exhi'  'ted  by  an  utterly  impossible  young  woman  in  an 
utterly  impossible  underground  city,  then  I  don't  know 
what  is." 

"What  do  you  mean?"  I  asked,  starting. 

"Mean?  Well,  if  you  didn't  notice  it,  there's  hope 
for  you." 

"Notice  what?" 

"All  that  envoy  scene.  There,  as  I  thought,  ap- 
peared Yva.    Do  you  admit  that?" 

"Of  course;  there  could  be  no  mistake  on  that 
point." 

"Very  well.  Then  according  to  my  version  there 
came  a  man,  still  jfoung,  dressed  in  outlandish  clothes, 
who  made  propositions  of  peace  and  wanted  to  marry 
Yva,  who  wanted  to  marry  him.    Is  that  right?" 

"Absolutely." 

"Well,  and  didn't  you  recognise  the  man?" 

"No;  I  only  noticed  that  he  was  a  fine-looking 
fellow  whose  appearance  reminded  me  of  someone." 

"I  suppose  it  must  be  true,"  mused  Bickley,  "that 
we  do  not  know  ourselves." 

"So  the  old  Greek  thought,  since  he  urged  that  this 
should  be  our  special  study.  'Know  thyself,'  you 
remember." 

"I  meant  physically,  not  intellectually.  Arbuthnot, 
do  you  mean  to  "tell  me  that  you  did  not  recognise  your 


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own  double  in  that  man?    Shave  of!  yo"r  beard  and 
put^on  h.s  clothes  and  no  one  could  ZL^sh  ^u 

I  sprang  up,  dropping  my  pipe. 
Now  you  mention  it,"  I  said  slowly,  "I  suppose 
there  was  a  resemblance.     I  didn't  look  at  h^^^^ 
much;  1  was  studying  the  simulacrum  of  Yva.    Also 

pTr-STes'in^Sn^r  ^^"^^"^  '"-"'  ^'^^  ^  ^ 

jis?^:T^"--Suns;^xiS.ir^ 

S'bfmad.""'"^"-    ^"*  ^^  '  -  -''  '  •^"-  thS  ! 

n,.n3''L^  After  all,  an  ancient  man  and  a  modern 
man  might  resemble  each  other." 

with'T.np'VT*^''^'?*  '"  "-esembUnce,"  said  Bickley 
H„n,nl?r  h's  contemptuous  snorts.  "It  won't  do, 
Humphrey,  my  boy,"  ne  added.  "I  can  only  think 
of  madS' ''  explanation-outside  of  the  obSus  one 

"What  is  that?" 
thaf"SL^l'""'"f  Lady  produced  what  Bastin  called 
nrff  ?    S:t,        •5^!?''  ^''"'^  J"  ^<^'"«  ^ay  or  other,  did  she 
hfrfl     ^  ^"^  *T^^'  '"  "'■^^^  ^«  '^o  this  she  loosed  some 
hidden  forces.     I  suggest  that  she  did  nothing  of  the 

•|Then  whence  did  the  pictures  come  and  why?" 

r«rtI^H"J,.^f  T"  ^l^'"]'  '"  °'''^^'"  *°  '""press  us  with  a 
cock^nd-bull,  fairy-book  story  If  this  were  so  she 
would  quite  naturally  fill  the  r61e  of  the  lover  of  the 

Sr  Sci't^hi^rm^^la^J^..^^"^  '''''^^'  -  ™P-^ 
cnnZoH  P^^^PP^^e  a  great  deal,  Bickley,  including 
supernatural  cunning  and  unexampled  hypnotic  in- 
fluence. I  don't  know,  first,  why  she  should  be  so 
anxious  to  add  another  impression  to  the  many  we  have 
received  in  this  place;  and,  secondly,  if  she  was,  how 
She  managed  to  mesmerise  three  average  but  totallv 
different  men  into  seeing  the  same  things.  My  explana- 
tion IS  that  you  were  deceived  as  to  the  likeness,  whirh 


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205 

Bastin^''"'/  '"*'  "°'  ^cognise;  nor,  apparently,  did 

"Bastin  never  recognises  anything.  But  if  you  are 
in  doubt,  ask  Yva  herself.  She  ought  to  know.  Now 
?  u  .***  *'■>'  '°  analyse  that  confounded  Life-water, 
which  I  suspect  is  of  the  ordinary  spring  variety, 
lightened  up  with  natural  carbonic  acid  gas  and  possibly 
not  uninfluenced  by  radium.  The  trouble  is  that  here  I 
can  only  apply  some  very  elementary  tests." 

So  he  went  also,  in  an  opposite  direction  to  BasUn. 
and  I  was  left  alone  with  Tommy,  who  annoyed  me 
much  by  attempting  continually  to  wander  off  into  the 
cave,  whence  I  must  recall  him.  I  suppose  that  my 
Mperiences  of  the  day,  reviewed  beneath  the  sweet  in- 
fluences  of  the  wonderful  tropical  night,  affected  me. 
T  »t,^"^i''*n'i  f  mystical  side  of  my  nature,  to  which 
X  thmk  I  alluded  at  the  beginning  of  this  record,  sprang 
into  active  and,  in  a  sense,  unholy  life.  The  noniial 
vanished,  the  abnormal  took  possession,  and  that  is  un- 
holy to  most  of  us  creatures  of  habit  and  tradition,  at 
any  rate,  if  we  are  British.  I  lost  my  footing  on  the 
world;  my  spirit  began  to  wander  in  strange  places:  of 
course,  always  supposing  that  we  have  a  spirit,  which 
iJickley  would  deny. 

I  gave  up  reason ;  I  surrendered  myself  to  unreason : 
It  is  a  not  unpleasant  process,  occasionally.  Supposing 
now  that  all  we  see  and  accept  is  but  the  merest  fragt 
ment  of  the  truth,  or  perhaps  only  a  refraction  thereof  ? 
Supposing  that  we  do  live  again  and  again,  and  that 
our  animating  principle,  whatever  it  might  be,  does  in- 
habit various  bodies,  which,  naturally  enough,  it  would 
shape  to  its  own  taste  and  likeness?  Would  that  taste 
and  likeness  vary  so  very  much  over,  let  us  say.  a 
million  years  or  so,  which,  after  all,  is  but  an  hour,  or 
a  minute,  in  the  aons  of  Eternity  ? 

On  this  hypothesis,  which  is  so  wild  that  one  begins 
to  suspect  that  it  may  be  true,  was  it  impossible  that  I 
and  that  murdered  man  of  the  far  past  were  in  fact 
Identical?  If  the  woman  were  the  same,  preserved 
across  the  gulf  in  some  unknown  fashion,  why  should 


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not  her  lover  be  the  same  ?  What  did  I  say — her  lover  ? 
Was  I  her  lover?  No,  I  was  the  lover  of  one  who  had 
died — my  lost  wife.  Well,  if  I  had  died  and  lived  again, 
why  should  not— why  should  not  that  Sleeper—have 
lived  again  during  her  long  sleep  ?  Through  all  those 
years  the  spirit  must  have  had  some  home,  and,  if  so, 
m  what  shapes  did  it  live  ?  There  were  points,  similari- 
ties, which  rushed  in  upon  me — oh !  it  was  ridiculous. 
Bickley  was  right.    We  were  all  mad  I 

There  was  another  thing.  Oro  had  declared  that  we 
were  at  war  with  Germany.  If  this  were  so,  how  could 
he  know  it  ?  Such  knowledgij  would  presume  powers  of 
telepathy  or  vision  beyond  those  given  to  man.  I  could 
not  believe  that  he  possessed  these;  as  Bickley  said,  it 
would  be  past  experience.  Yet  it  was  most  strange  that 
he  who  was  uninformed  as  to  our  national  history  and 
daneers,  should  have  hit  upon  a  country  with  which  we 
might  well  have  been  plunged  into  sudden  struggle. 
Here  again  I  was  bewildered  and  overcome.  My  brain 
rocked.  I  would  seek  sleep,  and  in  it  escape,  or  at  any 
rate  rest  from  all  these  mysteries. 

On  the  following  morning  we  despatched  Bastin  to 
keep  his  rendezvous  in  the  sepulchre  at  the  proper  time. 
Had  we  not  done  so  I  felt  sure  that  he  would  have 
forgotten  it,  for  on  this  occasion  he  was  for  once  an  un- 
willing missioner.  He  tried  to  persuade  one  of  us  to 
come  with  him — even  Bickley  would  have  been  wel- 
come J  but  we  both  declared  that  we  could  not  dream  of 
interfering  in  such  a  professional  matter;  also  that  our 
presence  was  forbidden,  and  would  certainly  distract  the 
attention  of  his  pupil. 

"What  you  mean,"  said  the  gloomy  Bastin,  "is  that 
you  intend  to  enjoy  yourselves  up  here  in  the  female 
companionship  of  the  Glittering'  Lady  whilst  I  sit 
thousands  of  feet  underground  attempting  to  lighten  the 
darkness  of  a  violent  old  sinner  whom  I  suspect  of  being 
in  league  with  Satan." 

"  With  whom  you  should  be  proud  to  break  a  lance," 
said  Bickley. 


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"So  I  am,  in  the  daylight.  For  instance,  when  he 
uses  your  mouth  to  advance  his  arguments,  Bickley, 
but  this  is  another  matter.  However,  if  I  do  not  appear 
again  you  will  know  that  I  died  in  a  good  cause,  and,  I 
hope,  try  to  recover  my  remains  and  sive  them  decent 
burial.  Also,  you  might  inform  the  Bishop  of  how  I 
came  to  my  end,  that  is,  if  you  ever  get  an  opportunity, 
which  is  more  than  doubtful." 

"Hurry  up,  Bastin,  hurry  up!  "  said  the  unfeeling 
Bickley,  "or  you  will  be  late  for  your  appointment  and 
put  your  would-be  neophyte  into  a  bad  temper." 

Then  Bastin  went,  carrying  under  his  arm  a  large 
Bible  printed  in  the  language  of  the  South  Sea  Islands. 

A  little  while  later  Yva  appeared,  arrayed  in  her 
wondrous  robes  which,  being  a  man,  it  is  quite  impos- 
sible for  me  to  describe.  She  saw  us  looking  at  these, 
and,  after  greeting  us  both,  also  Tommy,  who  was  en- 
raptured at  her  coming,  asked  us  how  the  ladies  of  our 
country  attired  themselves. 

We  tried  to  explain,  with  no  striking  success. 

"You  are  as  stupid  about  such  matters  as  were  the 
men  of  the  Old  World,"  she  said,  shaking  her  head  and 
laughing.  "I  thought  that  you  had  with  you  pictures 
of  ladies  you  have  known  which  would  show  me." 

Now,  in  fact,  I  had  in  a  pocket-book  a  photograph 
of  my  wife  in  evening-dress,  also  a  miniature  of  her 
head  and  bust  painted  on  ivory,  a  beautiful  piece  of 
work  done  by  a  master  hand,  which  I  always  wore. 
These,  after  a  moment's  hesitation,  I  i.roduced  and 
showed  to  her,  Bickley  having  gone  away  for  a  little 
while  to  see  about  something  connected  with  his  at- 
tempted analysis  of  the  Life-water.  She  examined  them 
with  great  eagerness,  and  as  she  did  so  I  noted  that  her 
face  grew  tender  and  troubled. 

"This  was  your  wife,"  she  said  as  one  who  states 
what  she  knows  to  be  a  fact.  I  nodded,  and  she  went  on  : 

"She  was  sweet  and  beautiful  as  a  flower,  but  not  so 
tall  as  I  am,  I  think." 

"No,"  I  answered,  "she  lacked  height;  given  that 
she  would  have  been  a  lovely  woman." 


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"I  am  glad  you  think  that  women  should  be  tall  " 
she  M.d,  grancmg  at  her  shadow.  "The  ey^wS^  such 
as  mine,  were  tliey  not— in  coJour,  I  mean  ?" 

"XK®'.  ^"y  ''"'."  y°""'  •'"'y  yo""  are  larger." 
w^..M        'l  "   bea"V/"'    w'.y   of   wearing  the   hai 

En.^°"       ""^'^  "  '  '"'"^  "'■'    '  ^''"^y  °^  «his  ol 

"Why  should  I  be  angry?"  I  asked. 

to  t^L  nf  .hTTf"f  Bi'^kley  reappeared,  and  she  bi-gan 
to  talk  of  the  details  of  the  dress,  saying  that  it  showed 
more  of  the  neck  than  had  been  the  custom  amonK*hc 
*°^n",  **'  ''*'■  people,  but  was  very  pretty. 

Bicklei^'"^^  l^^f"'*'  ''"  *''  "''"  barbarians,"  said 
Bickley,     at  least,  our  women  are,  and  therefore  relv 

JJonder^."""""'  "'''^'^'  °^  attraction,  like  the  slvages 
Ko.b'll*"'u^'^'  ""'J'  a^ter  a  last,  long  glance,  gave  me 

"I  rejoice  to  see  that  you  are  faithful,  Humphrey, 
and  wear  this  picture  on  your  heart,  as  well  as  in  it.*^ 

Rirni„  "  J^v  """J  ^  *  ^"'y  remarkable  woman,"  said 
Bickley.     "Never  before  did  I  hear  one  of  your  sex 
rejoice  because  a  man  was  faithful  to  somebocfy  else." 
*i,  .  u       ""='''ey  been  disappointed  in  his  love-heart, 
Smiv  V  '^  ^"i?'^  *''■  u*  ^onie"?"  asked  Yva  innol 

i„E  °/ '""V  ^hether  he  had  been  successful  in  his 
analysis  of  the  Life-water. 

/'^°^^°20"  know  what  I  was  doing  with  the  Life- 
water?    Did  feastin  tell  vou  ?"  exclaimed  Bickley. 
«f  th.^J"'  tod  me  nothing,  except  that  he  was  afraid 
of  the  descent  to  Nyo;  that  he  hated  Nyo  when  he 

JffhPr  ,h''  T^"  'a'^A^'^  ^  '^°'  ^"^  ^^^^  ^^  '•nought  that  my 
father,  the  Lord  Oro,  was  a  devil  or  evil  spirit  from  some 
Under-world  which  he  called  hell." 

"Bastin  has  an  open  heart  and  an  open  mouth," 
said  Bickley,  "for  which  I  respect  him.  Follow  his 
example  if  you  will,  Lady  Yva,  and  tell  us  who  and 
what  is  the  Lord  Oro,  and  who  and  what  are  you." 


Yva  Explains  209 

TK  "  f*'^  ^*  "*"  i'^"*  ^  "'"^y  ?  "  not.  I  will  repMt. 
I  he  Lord  Oro  and  I  are  two  who  have  lived  on  (roiTthe 
OW  tune  when  the  world  was  different,  and  yet,  I  think, 
the  same.  He  is  a  man  and  not  a  god,  and  I  am  a  woman . 
His  powers  are  great  because  o«  his  knowledge,  which 
he  has  gathered  from  his  forefathers  and  in  a  life  of  a 
thousand  years  before  he  went  to  sleep.  He  can  do 
things  you  cannot  do.  Thus,  he  can  pass  through  space 
and  take  others  with  him,  and  returV  again.  He  can 
learn  what  IS  happening  in  far-oflf  parts  of  the  world,  as 
he  did  when  he  told  you  of  the  war  in  which  your 
t?Z7^,''  concerned.  He  has  terrible  powers;  fo?  in- 
stance,  he  can  kill,  as  he  killed  those  savages.  Also,  he 
knows  the  secrets  of  the  earth,  and,  if  it  pllases  him,  can 
change  its  turning  so  that  earthquakes  happen  and  sea 
becomes  land    and  land  sea,  and  the  places  that  were 

'..§1?^^/      •  ^'"'^  *^°^  *•*"'  w««  cold  grow  hot  " 
♦h»  iT         ""f"'!!  ''''P^^  M*^^  happened  many  times  in 

kIL    ffK^T''^i''A^'lr'''     •*«''**  ^'^<=^^^y,  "without  the 
help  of  the  Lord  Oro." 

"Others  had  knowledge  before  my  father,  and  others 
doubtless  will  have  knowledge  after  him.    Even  I   Yva 
have  some  knowledge,  and  knowledge  is  strength."       ' 
Yes,    I  interposed,  "but  such  powers  as  you  attri- 
bute to  your  father  are  not  given  to  man." 

n-  i"7°"  ?**?.  *?  •"*"  *^  y°"  '"»ow  !>•">,  man  like 
liickley,  who  thinks  that  he  has  learned  everything  that 
was  ever  learned.  But  it  is  not  so.  Hundreds  of  thou- 
sands of  years  ago  men  knew  more  than  it  seems  they 
do  to-day,  ten  times  more,  as  they  lived  ten  times  lonirer. 
or  so  you  tell  me."  *    ' 

"Men?"  I  said. 

"Yes,  men,  not  gods  or  spirits,  as  the  uninstructed 
nations  supposed  them  to  be.  My  father  is  a  man  sub- 
ject to  the  hopes  and  terrors  of  man.  He  desires  power 
which  IS  ambition,  and  when  the  world  refused  his  rule 
he  destroyed  that  part  of  it  which  rebelled,  which  is  re- 
venge. Moreover,  above  all  things  he  dreads  death, 
which  is  fear.  That  is  why  he  suspended  life  in  himself 
and  me  for  two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  years,  as 


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azo       When  the  World  Shook 

hU  knowledge  gave  him  strength  to  do,  because  death 
was  near  and  he  thought  that  sleep  was  better  than 
death." 

"Why  should  he  dread  to  die,"  asked  Bickley, 
seeing  that  sleep  and  death  are  the  same?" 

"Because  his  knowledge  tells  him  that  Sleep  and 
Death  are  not  the  same,  as  you,  in  your  foolishness, 
believe,  for  there  Bastin  is  wiser  than  vou.  Because  for 
all  his  wisdom  he  remains  ignorant  of  what  happens  to 
man  when  the  Light  of  Life  is  blown  out  by  the  breath 
of  Fate.  That  is  why  he  fears  to  die  and  why  he  talks 
with  Bastin  the  Preacher,  who  says  he  has  the  secret  of 
the  future." 

"And  do  you  fear  to  die  ?"  I  asked. 

"No,  Humphrey,"  she  answered  gently.  "Because 
I  think  that  there  is  no  death,  and,  having  done  no 
wrong,  I  dread  no  evil.  I  had  dreams  while  I  was 
asleep,  O  Humphrey,  and  it  seemed  to  me  that " 

Here  she  ceased  and  glanced  at  where  she  knew  the 
miniature  was  hanging  upon  my  breast. 

"Now,"  she  continued,  after  a  little  pause,  "tell  me 
of  your  world,  of  its  history,  of  its  languages,  of  what 
happens  there,  for  I  long  to  know." 

So  then  and  there,  assisted  by  Bickley,  I  began  the 
education  of  the  Lady  Yva.  I  do  not  suppose  that  there 
was  ever  a  more  apt  pupil  in  the  whole  earth.  To  begin 
with,  she  was  better  acquainted  with  every  subject  on 
which  I  touched  than  I  was  myself;  all  she  lacked  was 
information  as  to  its  modern  aspect.  Her  knowledge 
ended  two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  years  ago,  at 
which  date,  however,  it  would  seem  that  civilisation  had 
already  touched  a  higher  water-mark  than  it  has  ever 
since  attained.  Thus,  this  vanished  people  understood 
astronomy,  natural  magnetism,  the  force  of  gravity, 
steam,  also  electricity  to  some  subtle  use  of  which,  I 
gathered,  the  lighting  of  their  underground  city  was  to 
be  attributed.  They  had  mastered  architecture  and  the 
arts,  as  their  buildings  and  statues  showed;  they  could 
fly  through  the  air  better  than  we  have  learned  to  do 
within  the  last  few  years- 


Yva  Explains 


aiz 

More,  they,  or  some  of  them,  had  learned  the  use  of 
?-w-  T,  Dimension,  that  is  their  most  instructed 
md  viduals,  could  move  tkrougk  opposing  things,  as 
well  as  over  them,  up  into  them  and  across  them.  This 
power  these  possessed  in  a  two-fold  foun.  I  mean,  that 
they  could  either  disintegrate  their  bodies  at  one  spot 
and  cause  them  to  integrate  again  at  another,  or  they 
could  project  what  the  old  Egyptians  called  the  Ka  or 
uouble,  and  modern  Theosophists  name  the  Astral 
ihape,  to  any  distance.  Moreover,  this  Double,  or 
Astral  Shape,  while  itself  invisible,  still,  so  to  speak, 
had  the  use  of  its  senses.  It  could  see,  it  could  hear 
and  It  could  remember,  and,  on  returning  to  the  body,  it 
could  avail  itself  of  the  experience  thus  acquired. 

Thus,  at  least,  said  Yva,  while  Bickley  contemplated 
her  with  a  cold  and  unbelieving  eye.  She  even  went 
further  and  alleged  that  in  certain  instances,  individuals 
of  her  extinct  race  had  been  able  to  pass  throujrh  the 
ether  and  to  visit  other  worlds  in  the  depths  of  space. 

Have  you  ever  done  that?"  asked  Bickley. 

Once  or  twice  I  dreamed  that  I  did,"  she  replied 
quietly.  '^ 

"We  can  all  dream,"  he  answered. 

As  it  was  my  lot  to  make  acquaintance  with  this 
strange  and  uncanny  power  at  a  later  date,  I  ,ui,  say 
no  more  of  it  now.  ^ 

•  Telepathy,  she  declared,  was  also  a  developed  gift 
among  the  Sons  of  Wisdom ;  indeed,  they  seem  to  have 
used  It  as  we  use  wireless  messages.  Only,  in  their 
case,  the  sending  and  receiving  stations  were  skilled 
and  susceptible  human  beings  who  went  on  duty  for  so 
man-'  hours  at  a  time.  Thus  intelligence  was  trans- 
niitteu  with  accuracy  and  despatch.  Those  who  had 
this  faculty  were,  she  said,  also  very  apt  at  reading 
the  minds  of  others  and  therefore  not  easy  to  deceive. 

"Is  that  how  you  knew  that  I  had  been  tryine  to 

analyse  your  Life-water?"  asked  Bickley. 

ua'^u^'"  ^^^  answered,   with   her  unvarying  smile. 

At  the  moment  I  spoke  thereof  you  were  wondering 

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had  taken  the  water  in  a  little  flask."  She  studied  him 
for  a  moment,  then  added ;  "  Now  you  are  wondering, 
first,  whether  I  did  not  see  you  take  the  water  from 
the  fountain  and  guess  the  purpose,  and,  secondly, 
whether  perhaps  Bastin  did  not  tell  me  what  you  were 
doing  with  it  when  we  met  in  the  sepulchre." 

"Look  here,"  said  the  exasperated  Bickley,  " I  admit 
that  telepathy  and  thought-reading  are  possible  to  a 
certain  limited  extent.  But  supposing  that  you  possess 
those  powers,  as  I  think  in  English,  and  you  do  not 
know  English,  how  can  you  interpret  what  is  passing 
in  my  mind?" 

"Perhaps  you  have  been  teaching  me  English  all 
this  while  without  knowing  it,  Bickley.  In  any  case,  it 
matters  little,  seeing  that  what  I  read  is  the  thought,  not 
the  language  with  which  it  is  clothed.  The  thought 
comes  from  your  mind  to  mine — ^that  is,  if  I  wish  it, 
which  is  not  often — and  I  interpret  it  in  my  own  or 
other  tongues." 

"  I  am  glad  to  hear  it  is  not  often.  Lady  Yva,  since 
thoughts  are  generally  considered  private. 

"Yes,  and  therefore  I  will  read  yours  no  more. 
Why  should  I,  when  they  are  so  full  of  disbelief  of  all 
I  tell  you,  and  sometimes  of  other  things  about  myself 
which  I  do  not  seek  to  know?" 

"No  wonder  that,  according  to  the  story  in  the 
pictures,  those  Nations,  whom  you  named  Barbarians, 
made  an  end  of  your  people.  Lady  Yva." 

"You  are  mistaken,  Bickley;  the  Lord  Oro  made  an 
end  of  the  Nations,  though  against  my  prayer,"  she 
added  with  a  sigh. 

Then  Bickley  departed  in  a  rage,  and  did  not  appear 
again  for  an  hour. 

"  He  is  angry,"  she  said,  looking  after  him ;  "  nor  do 
I  wonder.  It  is  hard  for  the  very  clever  like  Bickley, 
who  think  that  they  have  mastered  all  things,  to  find 
that  after  all  they  are  quite  ignorant.  I  am  sorry  for 
him,  and  I  like  him  much." 

"Then  you  would  be  sorry  for  me  also.  Lady  Yva?" 

"Why?"  she  asked  with  a  dazzling  smile,  "when 


Yva  Explains  213 

your  heart  is  athirst  for  knowledge,  gaping  for  it  like 

I  ^^V'  """'^  'V'^'^'  «"^'  «^  ilcLn^ces.  though 

souUhunger/^  *"''  ^  "^^  ^''^'^  something 'of  yo^ 

.'.'Not  very  wise!"  I  repeated. 

No,  Humphrey.    I  thinV   !„f  Bastin,  who  in  many 

S^  Z''A  r"'  ""'V"'  "^^^^"^  'han  I  have^ 
M^J^^U   ^h       ■  A^^'^1  ^  "^  ^'^"'P'    "'thout  question 

and  its  wonH  Jc"'' w.°^  ""■   '""P'^  *^  ^"  °f  the  universe 
and  Its  wonders.    What  you  miiiK  nvagic  is  not  maeic- 

it  is  only  gathered  knowledge  and  the  finding  ouf  of 

secrets      Bickley  will  tell  ySu  the  same,  ffiugh  « 

yet^he  does  not  behave  that  the  mind  of  man  can  stretch 

the  sjirii?'^^^"  ^''^^  ^"""^  ^'^''"'  ^^^  '"  '*  "^''^'ng  of 

"Yes,  Humphrey,  that  is  what  I  mean.     I  do  not 

even  know  If  there  is  such  a  thing  as  spirit.    Our  g,^ 

was  Fate;  Bastm's  god  is  a  spirit,  and^^I  think  yo^u^ 

"Yes." 

von'r^i!!J^^°''^'^^  "^'^^  y°"  ^"'1  ^«st'n  to  teach  me  of 
^?/h^H'  ^^^^"^^  ^Z"'  '"y  father.     I  want-oh!  so 

"  Yo^"  "^T  ^^^;  '°  '"?'"  .y;'?"*''"  ^«  "^^  ^fter  death.'-' 
=.«,„?,         I  exclaimed.    "You  who,  according  to  the 

Si  V^  "'^P^  ^1'  *^°  ^""'*'"''  «"'»  fifty  thousand 
Si  tw"', '"'"'  *'^^''  ""J"'^  ^  ""'^t^ke,  liinted  that 
during  that  sleep  you  may  have  lived  in  other  shapes ! 
Do  TOU  doubt  whether  we  can  live  after  death?" 

Yes  Sleep  induced  by  secret  arts  is  not  death,  and 
durmg  that  sleep  the  /  within  might  wander  and  inhabk 
other  shapes,  because  it  is  forbidden  to  be  idle.    More- 

ZZ'h^  t^  ^®  }°  H  "^^^^^  ""^y  "«t  be  death,  only 
another  form  of  sleep  from  which  the  /  awakes  again 
upon  the  world.  But  at  last  comes  the  real  death,  when 
the  /  IS  extinguished  to  the  world.  That  much  I  know, 
because  my  people  learned  it."  ' 

"You  mean,  you  know  that  men  and  women  may 
live  again  and  again  upon  the  world  ?" 

"Yes,  Humphrey,  I  do.  For  in  the  world  there  is 
o 


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only  a  certain  store  of  life  which  in  many  forms  travels 
on  and  on,  till  the  lot  of  each  /  is  fulfilled.  Then  comes 
the  real  death,  and  after  that — what,  oh  I — what  ?  " 

"You  must  ask  Bastin,"  I  said  humbly.  "I  cannot 
dare  to  teach  of  such  matters." 

"  No,  but  you  can  and  do  believe,  and  that  helps  me, 
Humphrey,  who  am  in  tune  with  you.  Yes,  it  helps 
me  much  more  than  do  Bastin  and  his  new  religion, 
because  such  is  woman's  way.  Now,  I  think  Bickley 
will  soon  return,  so  let  us  talk  of  other  matters.  Tell 
me  of  the  history  of  your  people,  Humphrey,  that  my 
father  says  are  now  at  war." 


if 


S 


CHAPTER  XVIII 


THE  ACCIDENT 

BiCKLEY  did  return,  having  recovered  his  temper,  since 
after  all  it  was  impossible  for  anyone  to  remain  angry 
with  the  Lady  Yva  for  long,  and  we  spent  a  very  happy 
time  together.  We  instructed  and  she  was  the  humble 
pupil. 

How  swift  and  nimble  was  her  intelligence  I  In  that 
one  morning  she  learned  all  our  alphabet  and  how  to 
write  our  letters.  It  appeared  that  among  her  people, 
at  any  rate  in  their  later  periods,  the  only  form  of  writing 
that  was  used  was  a  highly  concentrated  shorthand  which 
saved  labour.  They  had  no  journals,  since  news  which 
arrived  telepathically  or  by  some  form  of  wireless  was 
proclaimed  to  those  who  cared  to  listen,  and  on  it  all 
formed  their  own  judgments.  In  the  same  way  poems 
and  even  romances  were  repeated,  as  in  Homer's  day  or 
in  the  time  of  the  Norse  sagas,  by  word  of  mouth.  None 
of  their  secret  knowledge  was  written  down.  Like  the 
ritual  of  Freemasonry  it  was  considered  too  sacred. 

Moreover,  when  men  lived  for  hundreds  of  years  this 
was  not  so  necessary,  especially  as  their  great  fear  was 
lest  It  should  fall  into  the  hands  of  the  outside  nations, 
whom  they  called  Barbarians.  For,  be  it  remembered, 
these  Sons  of  Wisdom  were  always  a  very  small  people 
who  ruled  by  the  weight  of  their  intelligence  and  the 
strength  of  their  accumulated  lore.  Indeed,  they  could 
scarcely  be  called  a  people;  rather  were  they  a  few 
families,  all  of  them  more  or  less  connected  with  the 
original  ruling  Dynasty  which  considered  itself  half 
divine.  These  families  were  waited  upon  bv  a  multitude 
of  servants  or  slaves  drawn  from  the  subject  nations, 
for  the  most  part  skilled  in  one  art  or  another,  or  per- 
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'Ti 


haps  remarkable  for  their  personal  beauty.  Still  they 
remained  outside  the  pale. 

The  Sons  of  Wisdom  did  not  intermarry  with  them 
or  teach  them  their  learning,  or  even  allow  them  to 
drink  of  their  L'.fe-water.  They  ruled  them  as  men  rule 
dogs,  treating  chem  with  kindness,  but  no  more,  and  as 
many  dogs  run  their  course  and  die  in  the  lifetime  of 
one  master,  so  did  many  of  these  slaves  in  that  of  one 
of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom.  Therefore,  the  slaves  came  to 
regard  their  lords  not  as  men,  but  gods.  They  lived 
but  three  score  years  and  ten  like  the  rest  of  us,  and 
went  their  way,  they,  whose  great-great-grandfathers 
had  served  the  same  master  and  whose  great-great- 
great-grandchildren  would  still  serve  him.  What  should 
we  think  of  a  lord  who  we  knew  was  already  adult  in  the 
time  of  William  the  Conqueror,  and  who  remained  still 
vigorous  and  all-powerful  in  that  of  George  V  ?  One, 
moreover,  who  commanded  almost  inf  nite  knowledge  to 
which  we  were  denied  the  key?  We  might  tremble 
before  him  and  look  upon  him  as  half-divine,  but  should 
we  not  long  to  kill  him  and  possess  his  knowledge  and 
thereby  prolong  our  own  existence  to  his  wondrous 
measure  ? 

Such,  said  Yva,  was  the  case  with  their  slaves  and 
the  peoples  from  whence  these  sprang.  They  grew  mad 
with  jealous  hate,  till  at  length  came  the  end  we  knew. 

Thus  we  talked  on  for  hours  till  the  time  came  for  us 
to  eat.  As  before  Yva  partook  of  fruit  and  we  of  such 
meats  as  we  had  at  hand.  These,  we  noticed,  disgusted 
her,  because,  as  she  explained,  the  Children  of  Wisdom, 
unless  driven  thereto  by  necessity,  touched  no  flesh, 
but  lived  on  the  fruits  of  the  earth  and  wine  alone. 
Only  the  slaves  and  the  Barbarians  ate  flesh.  In  these 
views  Bickley  for  once  agreed  with  her,  that  is,  except 
as  regards  the  wine,  for  in  theory,  if  not  in  practice — he 
was  a  vegetarian. 

"  I  will  bring  you  more  of  the  Life-water,"  she  said, 
"and  then  you  will  grow  to  hate  these  dead  things,  as 
I  do.  And  now  farewell.  My  father  calls  me.  f  hear 
him  though  you  do  not.    To-morrow  I  cannot  come. 


The  Accident 


217 

but  the  day  after  I  will  come  and  bring  you  the  Life- 
water.    Nay,  accompany  me  not,  but  as  I  see  he  wishes 

IS  a  friend  m  all  that  lonely  place." 

So  she  went,  and  with  her  Tommy,  rejoicing. 
Ungrateful   little  devil  I  "  said,  Bickley.     "Here 
we  ve  fed  and  petted  him  from  puppyhood,  or  at  least 
you  have,  and  yet  he  skips  off  with  the  fi^st  strangS 

Jor?oo^  wi&  ^'""'  "''  *'^'  ^°  ^"y  "°'"«"'  «-«P' 

Hni'lif^"."^'"  ^  ^T^'^;,  "^  «=^""°'  understand  it. 
Hullo  I  here  comes  Bastm." 

Bastin  it  was,  dishevelled  and  looking  liiuch  the 
tongue.  ^'^''  ^ '°  ™'""'  ^'^  ^'^^^  '"  '^^  "«tive 
Bickll^*"'  ^°'^  ^^^^  ^°"  ''""  ^"^'"8^  °"^"  ^'d 
to  eat  "^'^°"'*'   '"'^  ^"""^   *^^'   *'^°  anything  there    is 

whiS^h^iP|'^'^  ''i"'  '''!.*''  ^}'^^  necessaries,  and  after  a 
while  he  said  slowly  and  solemnly  : 

RinWW  ??^'  ^^^P  thinking  of  a  childish  story  which 
?nm!^T  ''  •''  '"^int«l  one  night  at  your  house  at 
whTrh   L'TT^^l  ^u-  ^^^  ^"  argument  with  my  wife, 

S„'t\n  'k  P"r  '"'"  '"  '"•"''  of  't'  I  am  sure  I 
don  t  know  why.  It  was  about  a  monkey  and  a  parrot 
that  were  left  together  under  a  sofa  for  a  long  while 
where  they  were  so  quiet  that  everybody  forgot  them'. 
Then  the  parrot  came  out  with  only  one  feather  left  in 
Its  tail  and  none  at  all  on  its  body,  sayine.  'I've  had 
no  end  of  a  time! '  after  which  if  dropped  down  and 
died  Do  you  know,  I  feel  just  like  that  parrot,  only  I 
don  t  mean  to  die,  and  I  think  I  gave  the  monkey  quite 
as  good  as  he  gave  me  !  "  ^  ^ 

;| What  happened?"  I  asked,  intensely  interested. 
Oh !  the  Glittering  Lady  tool-  me  into  that  palace 
hall  where  Oro  was  sitting  like  a  spider  in  a  web,  and 
left  me  there.  I  got  to  work  at  once.  He  was  much 
interested  m  the  Old  Testament  stories  and  said  there 
were  points  of  truth  about  them,  although  they  had 


1^ 


;':i>i 


'.i;!' 


LI  ,     > 

I 


2i8       When  the  World  Shook 

evidently  come  down  to  the  modern  writer— Jie  called 
him  a  modem  writer— in  a  legendary  form.  I  thought 
his  remarks  impertinent  and  with  difficulty  refrained 
from  saying  so.  Leaving  the  story  of  the  Deluge  and 
all  that,  1  spoke  of  other  matters,  telling  him  of  eternal 
life  and  Heaven  and  Hell,  of  which  the  poor  benighted 
man  had  never  heard.  I  pointed  out  especially  that  un- 
less he  repented,  his  life,  by  all  accounts,  had  been  so 
wicked  that  he   was  certainly   destined   to   the   latter 

place." 

"What  did  he  say  to  th^?"  I  asked. 

"Do  you  know,  I  think  it  frightened  him,  if  one 
could  imagine  Oro  being  frightened.  At  any  rate  he 
lemarked  that  the  truth  or  falsity  of  what  I  said  was  an 
urgent  matter  for  him,  as  he  could  not  expect  to  live 
more  than  a  few  hundred  years  longer,  though  perhaps 
he  might  prolong  the  period  by  another  spell  of  sleep. 
Then  he  asked  me  why  I  thought  him  so  wicked.  I 
replied  because  he  himself  said  that  he  had  drowned 
millions  of  people,  which  showed  an  evil  heart  and  in- 
tention even  if  it  were  not  a  fact.  He  thought  a  long 
while  and  asked  what  could  be  done  in  the  circum- 
stances. I  replied  that  repentance  and  reparation  were 
the  only  courses  open  to  him." 

"Reparation !"  I  exclaimed. 

"Yes,  reparation  was  what  I  said,  though  I  think  I 
made  a  mistalie  there,  as  you  will  see.  As  nearly  as  I 
can  remember,  he  answered  that  he  was  beginning  to 
repent,  as  from  all  he  had  learned  from  us,  he  gathered 
that  the  races  which  had  arisen  as  a  consequence  of  his 
action,  were  worse  than  those  which  he  had  destroyed. 
As  regards  reparation,  what  he  had  done  once  he  could 
do  again.  He  would  think  the  matter  over  seriously, 
and  see  if  it  were  possible  and  advisable  to  raise  those 
parts  of  the  world  which  had  been  sunk,  and  sink  those 
which  had  been  raised.  If  so,  he  thought  that  would 
make  very  handsome  amends  to  the  departed  nations 
and  set  him  quite  right  with  any  superior  Power,  if 
such  a  thing  existed.  What  are  you  laughing  at, 
Bickley?     I  don't  think  it  a  laughing  matter,  since 


The  Accident 


219 


real 
trying  to 


such  remarks  do  not  seem  to  me  to  indicate  any 
change  in  Oro's  heart,  which  is  what  I  was  tryin 
effect." 

Biclcley,  who  was  convulsed  with  merriment,  wiped 
his  eyes  and  said : 

"You  dear  old  donkey,  don't  you  see  what  you  have 
done,  or  rather  would  have  done  if  there  were  a  word  of 
truth  in  all  this  ridiculous  story  about  a  deluge  ?  You 
would  be  in  the  way  of  making  your  precious  pupil, 
who  certainly  is  the  most  masterly  old  liar  in  the  worl4i 
repeat  his  offence  and  send  Europe  to  the  bottom  of 
the  sea." 

"That  did  occur  to  me,  but  it  doesn't  much  matter 
as  I  am  quite  certain  that  such  a  thing  would  never  be 
allowed.  Of  course  there  was  a  real  deluge  once,  but 
Oro  had  no  more  to  do  with  it  than  I  had.  Don't  you 
agree,  Arbuthnot?" 

"I  think  so,"  I  answered  cautiously,  "but  really  in 
this  place  I  am  beginning  to  lose  count  of  what  is  or  is 
not  possible.  Also,  of  course,  there  may  have  been 
many  deluges;  indeed  the  history  of  the  world  shows 
that  this  was  so;  it  is  written  in  its  geological  strata. 
What  was  the  end  of  it  ?  " 

"The  end  was  that  he  took  the  South  Sea  Bible  and, 
after  I  had  explained  a  little  about  our  letters,  seemed 
to  be  able  to  read  it  at  once.  I  suppose  he  was  ac- 
quainted with  the  art  of  printing  in  his  youth.  At  any 
rate  he  said  that  he  would  study  it,  I  don't  know  how, 
unless  he  can  read,  and  that  in  two  days'  time  he  would 
let  me  know  what  he  thought  about  the  matter  of  my 
religion.  Then  he  told  me  to  go.  I  said  that  I  did  not 
know  the  way  and  was  afraid  of  losing  myself.  There- 
upon he  waved  his  hand,  and  I  really  can't  say  what 
happened." 

"Did  you  levitate  up  here,"  asked  Bickley,  "like  the 
late  lamented  Mr.  Home  at  the  spiritualistic  stances?" 
"No,  I  did  not  exactly  levitate,  but  iiomething  or 
someone  seemed  to  get  a  hold  of  me,  and  I  was  just 
rushed  along  in  a  most  tumultuous  fashion.  The  next 
thing  I  knew  was  that  I  was  standing  at  the  door  of  that 


220       When  the  World  Shook 


sepulchre,  though  I  have  no  recollection  of  going  up  in 
the  lift,  or  whatever  it  is.  I  believe  those  beastly  caves 
are  full  of  ghosts,  or  devils,  and  the  worst  of  it  is  that 
they  have  Kept  my  solar-tope,  which  I  put  on  this 
morning  forgetting  that  it  would  be  useless  there." 

"The  Lady  Yva's  Fourth  Dimension  in  action,"  I 
suggested,  "only  it  wouldn't  work  on  solar-topes." 

"1  don't  know  what  you  are  talking  about,"  said 
Bastin,  "but  if  my  hat  had  to  be  left,  why  not  my  boots 
and  otjier  garments?  Please  stop  your  nonsense  and 
pass  the  tea.  Thank  goodness  I  haven't  got  to  go 
down  there  to-morrow,  as  he  seems  to  have  had  enough 
of  me  for  the  present,  so  I  vote  we  all  pay  a  visit  to  the 
ship.  It  will  be  a  very  pleasant  change.  I  couldn't 
stand  two  days  running  with  that  old  fiend,  and  his 
ghosts  or  devils  in  the  cave." 

Next  morning  accordingly,  fearing  no  harm  from 
the  Orofenans,  we  took  the  canoe  and  rowed  to  the  main 
island.  Marama  had  evidently  seen  us  coming,  for  he 
and  a  number  of  his  people  met  us  with  every  demon- 
stration of  delight,  and  escorted  us  to  the  ship.  Here 
we  found  things  just  as  we  had  left  them,  for  there  had 
been  no  attempt  at  theft  or  other  mischief. 

While  we  were  in  the  cabin  a  fit  of  moral  weakness 
seemed  to  overcome  Bickley,  the  first  and  I  may  add 
the  last  from  which  I  ever  saw  him  suffer. 

"Do  you  know,"  he  said  addressing  us,  "I  think 
that  we  should  do  well  to  try  to  get  out  of  this  place. 
Eliminating  a  great  deal  of  the  marvellous  with  which 
we  seem  to  have  come  in  touch  here,  it  is  still  obvious 
that  we  find  ourselves  in  very  peculiar  and  unhealthy 
surroundings.  I  mean  mentally  unhealthy,  indeed  I 
think  that  if  we  stay  here  much  longer  we  shall  prob- 
ably go  off  our  heads.  Now  that  boat  on  the  deck 
remains  sound  and  seaworthy.  Why  should  not  we 
provision  her  and  take  our  chance  ?  We  know  more  or 
less  which  way  to  steer." 

Bastin  and  I  looked  at  each  other.  It  was  he  who 
spoke  first. 


The  Accident 


23X 


"Wouldn't  it  be  rather  a  risky  job  in  an  open 
boat?"  he  asked.  "However,  that  doesn't  matter  much 
because  I  don't  take  any  account  of  risks,  knowing  that 
I  am  of  more  value  than  a  sparrow  and  that  the  hairs  of 
my  h  :ad  are  all  numbered." 

"They  might  be  numbered  under  water  as  well  as 
above  it,"  muttered  Bickley,  "and  I  feel  sure  that  on 
your  own  showing,  you  would  be  as  valuable  dead  as 
alive." 

"What  I  seem  to  feel,"  went  on  Bastin,  "is  that  I 
have  work  to  my  hand  here.  Also,  the  locum  tenens 
at  Fulcombe  no  doubt  runs  the  parish  as  well  as  I  could. 
Indeed  I  consider  him  a  better  man  for  the  place  than 
I  am.  That  old  Oro  is  a  tough  proposition,  but  I  do 
not  despair  of  him  yet,  and  besides  him  there  is  the 
Glittering  Lady,  a  most  open-minded  person,  whom  I 
have  not  yet  had  any  real  opportunity  of  approaching 
in  a  spiritual  sense.  Then  there  are  all  these  natives 
who  cannot  learn  without  a  teacher.  So  on  the  whole  I 
think  I  would  rather  stay  where  I  am  until  Providence 
points  out  some  other  path." 

"I  am  of  the  same  opinion,  if  for  somewhat  different 
reasons,"  I  said.  "I  do  not  suppose  that  it  has  often 
been  the  fortune  of  men  to  come  in  touch  with  such 
things  as  we  have  fotmd  upon  this  island.  They  may 
be  illusions,  but  at  least  they  are  very  interesting 
illusions.  One  might  live  ten  lifetimes  and  find  nothing 
else  of  the  sort.  Therefore  I  should  like  to  see  the  end 
of  the  dream." 

Btckley  reflected  a  little,  then  said : 

"On  the  whole  I  agree  with  you.  Only  my  brain 
totters  and  I  am  terribly  afraid  of  madness.  I  cannot 
believe  what  I  seem  to  hear  and  see,  and  that  way 
madness  lies.    It  is  better  to  die  than  to  go  mad." 

"You'll  do  that  anyway  when  your  time  comes, 
Bickley,  I  nv^an  decease,  of  course,"  interrupted 
Bastin.  "And  who  knows,  perhaps  all  this  is  an 
opportunity  given  by  Providence  to  open  your  eyes, 
which,  I  must  say,  are  singularly  blind.  You  think 
you  know  everything  there  is  to  learn,  but  the  fact  is 


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that  like  the  rest  of  us,  you  know  nothinc  at  all,  and 
good  man  though  you  are,  obstinately  retuse  to  admit 
the  truth  and  to  seek  support  elsewhere.  For  my  part  I 
Itelieve  that  you  are  afraid  of  falling  in  love  with  that 
Glittering  Lady  and  of  being  convinced  by  her  that  you 
are  wrong  in  your  most  unsatisfactory  conclusions.' 

"I  am  out-voted  anyway,"  said  Bickley,  "and  for 
the  rest,  Bastin,  look  after  yourself  and  leave  me  alone. 
I  will  add  that  on  the  whole  I  think  you  are  both  right, 
and  that  it  is  wisest  for  us  to  stop  where  we  are,  for 
after  all  we  can  only  die  once." 

"I  am  not  so  sure,  Bickley.  There  is  a  thing  called 
the  second  death,  which  is  what  is  troubling  tnat  old 
scoundrel,  Oro.  Now  I  will  go  and  look  for  those 
books." 

So  the  idea  of  flight  was  abandoned,  although  I 
admit  that  even  to  myself  it  had  attractions.  For  I 
felt  tliat  I  was  being  wrapped  in  a  net  of  mysteries  from 
which  I  saw  no  escape.  Yes,  and  of  nore  than 
mvsteries;  I  who  had  swoi.'  ihat  I  would  never  look 
upon  another  woman,  was  learning  to  love  this  sweet 
and  wondrous  Yva,  and  of  that  what  could  be  the  end  ? 

We  collected  all  we  had  come  to  seek,  and  started 
homewards  escorted  by  Marama  and  his  people,  in- 
cluding a  number  of  young  women  who  danced  before 
us  in  a  light  array  of  flowers. 

Passing  our  old  house,  we  came  to  the  grove  where 
the  idol  Oro  had  stood  and  Bastin  was  so  nearly 
sacrificed.  There  was  another  idol  there  now  which  he 
wished  to  examine,  but  in  the  end  did  not  as  the  natives 
so  obviously  objected.  Indeed  Marama  told  me  that 
notwithstanding  the  mysterious  death  of  the  sorcerers 
on  the  Rock  of  Offerings,  there  was  still  a  strong  party 
in  the  island  who  would  be  glad  to  do  us  a  inischief  if 
any  further  affront  were  offered  to  their  hereditary  god. 

He  questioned  us  also  tentatively  about  the  appari- 
tion, for  such  he  conceived  it  to  be,  which  had  appeared 
upon  the  rock  and  killed  the  sorcerers,  and  I  answered 
him  as  I  thought  wisest,  telling  him  that  a  terrible 


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Power  was  afoot  in  the  land,  which  he  would  do  well 
to  obey.  ,     . 

"Yes,"  he  said;  "t.ie  God  of  the  Mountain  of  whom 
the  tradition  has  come  down  to  us  from  our  forefathers. 
He  is  awake  again ;  he  sees,  he  hears  and  we  are  afraid. 
Plead  with  him  for  us,  O  Friend-from-the-Sea." 

As  he  spoke  we  were  passing  through  a  little  patch 
of  thick  bush.  Suddenly  from  out  of  tnis  bush,  I  saw 
a  lad  appear.  He  wore  a  mask  upon  his  face,  but  from 
his  shape  could  not  have  been  more  than  thirteen  or 
fourteen  years  of  age.  In  his  hand  was  a  wooden  club. 
He  ran  forward,  stopped,  and  with  a  yell  of  hate  hurled 
it,  I  think  at  Bastin,  but  it  hit  me.  At  any  rate  1  felt  a 
shock  and  remembered  no  more. 

Dreams.  Dreams.  Endless  dreams!  What  were 
they  all  about  ?  1  do  not  know.  It  seemed  to  me  that 
through  them  continually  I  saw  the  stately  figure  of 
old  Oro  contemplating  me  gravely,  as  though  he  were 
making  up  his  mind  about  something  in  which  I  must 
play  a  part.  Then  there  was  another  figure,  that  of  the 
gracious  but  imperial  Yva,  who  from  time  to  time,  as  I 
thought,  leant  over  me  and  whisi)ered  in  my  ear  words 
of  rest  and  comfort.  Nor  was  this  all,  since  her  shape 
had  a  way  of  changing  suddenly  into  that  of  my  lost 
wife  who  would  speak  with  her  voice.  Or  perhaps  my 
wife  would  speak  with  Yva's  voice.  To  my  disordered 
sense  it  was  as  though  they  were  one  personality, 
having  two  shapes,  either  of  which  could  be  assumed 
at  will.  It  was  most  strange  and  yet  to  me  most  blessed, 
since  in  the  living  I  seemed  to  have  found  the  dead,  and 
in  the  dead  the  living.  More,  I  took  journeys,  or  rather 
some  unknown  part  of  me  seemed  to  do  so.  One  of 
these  I  remember,  for  its  majestic  character  stamped 
itself  upon  my  mind  in  such  a  fashion  that  all  the 
waters  of  delirium  could  not  wash  it  out  nor  all  its 
winds  blow  away  that  memory. 

I  was  travelling  through  space  with  Yva  a  thousand 
times  faster  than  light  can  flash.  We  passed  sun  after 
sun.    They  drew  near,  they  grew  into  enormous,  flam- 


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ing  Glories  round  which  circled  world  upon  world, 
l.hey  became  small,  dwindled  to  points  of  light  and 
disappeared.  »         « 

We  found  footing  upon  some  far  land  and  passed  a 
marvellous  white  city  wherein  were  buildinn  with 
domes  of  crystal  and  alabaster,  in  the  latter  of  which 
were  set  windows  made  of  great  jewels;  sapphires  or 
rubies  they  seemed  to  me.    We  went  on  up  a  lovely 

,l\,^°  ^^^  '^^'  ^""^  »i'"s.  down  which  tumbled 
waterfalls;  to  the  right  was  a  river  broad  and  deep  that 
seemed  to  overflow  its  banks  as  does  the  Nile.  Behind 
were  high  mountains  on  the  slopes  of  which  jrrew 
forests  of  glorious  trees,  soir.e  of  them  aflame  with 
bloom,  while  far  away  up  their  crests  stood  colossal 
golden  statues  set  wide  apart.  They  looked  like 
guardian  angels  watching  that  city  and  that  vale.  The 
land  was  ht  with  a  light  such  as  that  of  the  moon,  only 
intensified  and  of  many  colours.  Indeed  looking  up.  I 
saw  that  above  us  floated  three  moons,  each  of  them 
bigger  than  our  own  at  the  full,  and  gathered  that 
here  it  was  night. 

We  came  to  a  house  set  amid  scented  gardens  and 
having  in  front  of  it  terraces  of  flowers.  It  seemed  not 
unlike  my  own  house  at  home,  but  I  took  little  note  of 
It,  because  of  a  woman  who  sat  upon  the  verandah,  if  I 
may  call  it  so.  She  was  clad  in  garments  of  white  silk 
fastened  about  her  middle  with  a  jewelled  girdle  On 
her  neck  also  was  a  collar  of  jewels.  I  forget  the  colour ; 
indeed  this  seemed  to  change  continually  as  the  light 
from  the  different  moons  struck  when  she  moved,  but  I 
think  Its  prevailing  tinge  was  blue.  In  her  arms  this 
woman  nursed  a  beauteous,  sleeping  child,  singing 
happily  as  she  rocked  it  to  and  fro.  Yva  went  tow^ 
the  woman  who  looked  up  at  her  step  and  uttered  a 
little  cry.  Then  for  the  first  time  I  saw  the  woman's 
face.    It  was  that  of  my  dead  wife  ! 

As  I  followed  in  my  dream,  a  little  cloud  of  mist 
seemed  to  cover  both  my  wife  and  Yva,  and  when  I 
reached  the  place  Yva  was  gone.  Only  my  wife  re- 
mained, she  and  the  child.     There  she  stood,  solemn 


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and  sweet.  While  I  drcH'  near  she  laid  down  tho  child 
upon  the  cushioned  seat  from  which  she  had  risen. 
She  stretched  out  her  arms  and  flung  them  about  mc. 
She  embraced  me  and  I  embraced  her  in  a  rapture  of 
reunion.  Then  turning  she  lifted  up  the  child,  it  was 
a  girl,  for  me  to  kiss. 

"See  vour  daughter,"  she  said,  "and  behold  all  that 
I  am  maKing  ready  for  you  where  we  shall  dwell  in  a 
day  to  come?' 

I  grew  confused. 

"Yva,"  I  said.  "Where  is  Yva  who  brought  me 
here?    Did  she  go  into  the  house?" 

"Yes,"  she  answered  happily.  "Yva  went  into  the 
house.    Look  again  !  " 

I  looked  and  it  was  Yva's  face  that  was  pressed 
against  my  own,  and  Yva's  eyes  that  gazed  into  mine. 
Only  she  was  garbed  as  my  wife  had  been,  and  on  her 
bosom  hung  the  changeful  necklace. 

"You  may  not  stay,"  she  whispered,  and  lo!  it  was 
my  wife  that  spoke,  not  Yva. 

"Tell  me  what  it  means?"  I  implored. 

"I  cannot,"  she  answered.  "There  are  mysteries 
that  you  may  not  know  as  yet.  Love  Yva  if  you  will 
and  I  shall  not  be  jealous,  for  in  loving  Yva  you  love 
me.  You  cannot  understand?  Then  Know  this,  that 
the  spirit  has  many  shapes,  and  yet  is  the  same  spirit— 
sometinc""  V'  •"  I  who  am  far,  yet  near,  bid  you 
farewell  ;.  u' i    . ' 

Then  ail  ^as^td  in  a  flash  and  the  dream  ended. 

Such  was  the  only  one  of  those  visions  which  I  can 
recall. 

I  seemed  to  wake  up  as  from  a  long  and  tumultuous 
sleep.  The  first  thing  I  saw  was  the  palm  roof  of  our 
house  upon  the  rock.  I  knew  it  was  our  house,  for  just 
above  me  was  a  palm  leaf  of  which  I  had  myself  tied 
the  stalk  to  the  framework  with  a  bit  of  coloured  ribbon 
that  I  had  chanced  to  find  in  my  pocket.  It  came 
originally  from  the  programme  card  of  a  dance  that  I 
had  attended  at  Honolulu  and  I  had  kept  it  because  I 


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thought  it  mieht  be  useful.  Finally  I  used  ii.  to  secure 
that  loose  leaf.  I  stared  at  the  ribbon  which  brought 
back  a  flood  of  memories,  and  as  I  was  thus  engaged  I 
heard  voices  ulking,  and  listened— Bickley's  voice,  and 
the  Lady  Yva's. 

"Yes,"  Bickley  was  saying,  "he  will  do  well  now, 
but  he  went  near,  very  near." 

"I  knew  he  would  not  die,"  she  answered,  "because 
my  father  said  so." 

"There  are  two  sorts  of  death,"  replied  Bickley, 
"that  of  tiie  body  and  that  of  the  mind.  I  was  afraid 
that  even  if  he  lived,  his  reason  would  go,  but  from 
certain  indications  I  do  not  think  that  will  happen  now. 

He   will    get   quite   well   again— though "  and   he 

stopped. 

"I  am  very  glad  to  hear  you  say  so,"  chimed  in 
Bastin.  "For  weeks  I  thought  that  I  should  have  to 
read  the  Burial  Service  over  poor  Arbuthnot.  Indeed  I 
was  much  puzzled  as  to  the  best  place  to  bury  him.  Fin- 
ally I  found  a  very  suitable  spot  round  the  corner  there, 
where  it  isn't  rock,  in  which  one  can't  dig  and  the  soil  is 
not  liable  to  be  flooded.  In  fact  I  went  so  far  as  to  clear 
away  the  bush  and  to  mark  out  the  grave  with  its  foot 
to  the  east.    In  this  climate  one  can't  delay,  you  know." 

Weak  as  I  was,  I  smiled.  This  practical  proceeding 
was  so  exactly  like  Bastin. 

"Well,  you  wasted  your  labour,"  exclaimed  Bickley. 

"Yes,  I  am  glad  to  say  I  did.  But  I  don't  think  it 
was  your  operations  and  the  rest  that  cured  him, 
Bickley,  although  you  take  all  the  credit.  I  be.ieve  it 
was  the  Life-water  that  the  Lady  Yva  made  him  drink 
and  the  stuff  that  Oro  sent  which  we  gave  him  when  you 
weren't  looking." 

"Then  I  hope  that  in  the  future  you  will  not  inter- 
fere with  my  cases,"  said  the  indignant  Bickley,  and 
either  the  voices  passed  away  or  I  went  to  sleep. 

When  I  woke  up  again  it  was  to  find  the  Lady  Yva 
seated  at  my  side  watching  me. 

"Forgive  me,  Humphrey,  because  I  here;  others 
gone  out  walking,"  she  said  slowly  in  English. 


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"Who  taught  you  my  language?"  I  asked 
astonished. 

"  Bastin  and  Bickley,  while  you  ill,  they  teach ;  they 
teach  me  much.  Man  just  same  now  as  he  was  hundred 
thousand  y^^rs  ago,"  she  added  en-^matically.  "All 
think  one  v.    nan  beautiful  when  no  other  woman  there." 

"Indeed,"  I  replied,  wondering  to  what  proceedings 
on  the  part  of  Bastin  and  Bickley  she  alluded.  CouU 
that  self-centred  pair — oh  !  it  was  impossible. 

"  How  long  have  I  been  ill  ? "  I  asked  to  escape  the 
subject  which  I  felt  to  be  uncomfortable. 

She  lifted  her  beautiful  eyes  in  search  of  words  and 
began  to  count  upon  her  fingers. 

"Two  moon,  one  half  moon,  yes,  ten  week,  counting 
Sabbath,"  she  answered  triumphantly. 

"Ten  weeks  1 "  I  exclaimed. 

"Yes,  Humphrey,  ten  whole  weeks  and  three  days 
you  first  bad,  then  mad.  Oh  I "  she  went  on,  breaking 
into  the  Orofenan  tongue  which  she  spoke  so  perfectly, 
although  it  was  not  her  own.  That  language  of  hers  I 
never  learned,  but  I  know  she  thought  in  it  and  only 
translated  into  Orofenan,  because  of  the  great  difficulty 
which  she  had  in  rendering  her  high  and  refined  ideas 
into  its  simpler  metaphor,  and  the  strange  words  which 
often  she  introducecf.  "  Oh  I  you  have  been  very  ill, 
friend  of  my  heart.    At  times  I  thought  that  you  were 

foing  to  die,  and  wept  and  wept.  Bickley  thinks  that 
e  saved  you  and  he  is  very  clever.  But  he  could  not 
have  saved  you ;  that  wanted  more  knowledge  than  any 
of  your  people  have ;  only  I  pray  you,  do  not  tell  him  so 
because  it  would  hurt  his  pride." 

"What  was  the  matter  with  me  then,  Yva?" 
"All  was  the  matter.  First,  the  weapon  which  that 
youth  threw — ^he  was  the  son  of  the  sorcerer  whom  my 
father  destroyed — crushed  in  the  bone  of  your  head. 
He  is  dead  for  his  crime  and  may  he  be  accursed  for 
ever,"  she  added  in  the  only  outbreak  of  rage  and  vin- 
dictiveness  in  which  I  ever  saw  her  indulge. 

"One  must  make  excuses  for  himj  his  father  had 
been  killed,"  I  said. 


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"  Yes,  that  is  what  Bastin  tells  me,  and  it  is  true. 
Still,  for  that  young  man  I  can  make  no  excuse ;  it  was 
cowardly  and  wicked.  Well,  Bickley  performed  what 
he  calls  operation,  and  the  Lord  Oro,  he  came  up  from 
his  house  and  helped  him,  because  Bastin  is  no  good  in 
such  things.  Then  he  can  only  turn  away  his  head  and 
pray.  I,  too,  helped,  holding  hot  water  and  linen  and 
jar  of  the  stuff  that  made  you  feel  like  nothing,  although 
the  sight  made  me  feel  more  sick  than  anything  since 
I  saw  one  I  loved  killed,  oh,  long,  long  ago." 

"Was  the  operation  successful?"  I  asked,  for  I  did 
not  dare  to  begin  to  thank  her. 

"Yes,  that  clever  man,  Bickley,  lifted  the  bone 
which  had  been  crushed  in.  Only  then  something 
broke  in  your  head  and  you  began  to  bleed  here,"  and 
she  touched  what  I  believe  is  called  the  temporal  artery. 
"The  vein  had  been  crushed  by  the  blow,  and  gave 
way.  Bickley  worked  and  worked,  and  just  in  time  he 
tied  it  up  before  you  died.  Oh  1  then  I  felt  as  though  I 
loved  Bickley,  though  afterwards  Bastin  said  that  I 
ought  to  have  loved  him,  since  it  was  not  Bickley  who 
stopped  the  bleeding,  but  his  prayer." 

"Perhaps  it  was  both,"  1  suggested. 

"Perhaps,  Humphrey,  at  least  you  were  saved. 
Then  came  another  trouble.  You  took  fever.  Bickley 
said  that  it  was  because  a  certain  gnat  had  bitten  you 
when  you  went  down  to  the  ship,  and  my  father,  the 
Lord  Oro,  told  me  that  this  was  right.  At  the  least 
you  grew  very  weak  and  lost  your  mind,  and  it  seemed 
as  though  you  must  die.  Then,  Humphrey,  I  went  to 
the  Lord  Oro  and  kneeled  before  him  and  prayed  your 
life,  for  I  knew  that  he  could  cure  you  if  he  would, 
though  Bickley's  skill  was  at  an  end. 

"'Daughter,'  he  said  to  me,  'not  once  but  again 
and  again  you  have  set  up  your  will  against  mine  in 
the  past.  Why  then  should  I  trouble  myself  to  grant 
this  desire  of  yours  in  the  present,  and  save  a  man  who 
is  nothing  to  me.* 

"  I  rose  to  my  feet  and  answered,  '  I  do  not  know, 
my  Father,  yet  I  am  certain  that  for  your  own  sake  it 


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will  be  well  to  do  so.  I  am  sure  that  of  everything  even 
you  must  give  an  account  at  last,  great  though  you  be, 
and  who  knows,  perhaps  one  life  which  you  nave  saved 
may  turn  the  balance  in  your  favour.' 

'"  Surely  the  priest  Bastin  has  been  talking  to  you,' 
he  said. 

"'He  has,'  I  answered,  'and  not  he  alone.  Many 
voices  have  been  talking  to  me.'  " 

"  What  did  you  mean  by  that  ?  "  I  asked.      , 

"It  matters  nothing  what  1  meant,  Humphrey.  Be 
still  and  listen  to  my  story.  My  father  thought  a  while 
and  answered : 

" '  I  am  jealous  of  this  stranger.  What  is  he  but  a 
short-lived  half-barbarian  such  as  we  knew  in  the  old 
days?  And  yet  already  you  think  more  of  him  than 
you  do  of  me,  your  father,  the  divine  Oro  who  has  lived 
a  thousand  years.  At  first  I  helped  that  physician  to 
save  him,  but  now  I  think  I  wish  him  dead.' 

'"  If  you  let  this  man  die,  my  Father,*  I  answered, 
'then  we  part.  Remember  that  I  also  have  of  the 
wisdom  of  our  people,  and  can  use  it  if  I  will.' 

"'Then  save  him  yourself,'  he  said. 

" '  Perhaps  I  shall,  my  Father,'  I  answered, '  but  if  so 
it  will  not  be  here.  I  say  that  if  so  we  part  and  you 
shall  be  left  to  rule  in  your  majesty  alone.' 

"Now  this  frightened  the  Lord  Ore,  for  he  has  the 
Tveakness  that  he  hates  to  be  alone. 

" '  If  I  do  what  you  will,  do  you  swear  never  to  leave 
me,  Yva?  '  he  asked.  '  Know  that  if  you  will  not 
s\/ear,  the  man  dies.' 

"'  I  swear,'  I  answered— for  your  sake,  Humphrey— 
though  I  did  not  love  the  oath. 

"Then  he  gave  me  a  certain  medicine  to  mix  with 
the  Life-water,  and  when  you  were  almost  gone  that 
medicine  cured  you,  though  Bickley  does  not  know  it, 
as  nothing  else  could  have  done.  Now  I  have  told  you 
the  truth,  for  your  own  ear  only,  Humphrey." 

"Yva,"  I  asked,  "why  did  you  do  all  this  for  me?" 
"Humphrey,  I  do  not  know,"  she  answered,  "but  I 
think  because  I  must.    Now  sleep  a  while." 

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CHAPTER  XIX 

THE  PROPOSALS  OF  BASTIN  AND  BICKLEY 

So  far  as  my  body  was  concerned  I  grew  well  with 
great  rapidity,  though  it  was  long  before  I  got  back  my 
strength.  Thus  I  could  not  walk  far  or  endure  any 
sustained  exertion.  With  my  mind  it  was  otherwise. 
I  cannot  explain  what  had  happened  to  it;  indeed  I  do 
not  know,  but  in  a  sense  it  seemed  to  have  become 
detached  and  to  have  assumed  a  kind  of  personality  of 
its  own.  At  times  it  felt  as  though  it  were  no  longer  an 
inhabitant  o"  the  body,  but  rather  its  more  or  less  in- 
dependent n,  tner.  I  was  perfectly  clear-headed  and 
of  insanity  1  experienced  no  symptoms.  Yet  my  mind, 
I  use  that  term  for  lack  of  a  better,  was  not  entirely 
under  my  control.  For  one  thing,  at  night  it  appeared 
to  wander  far  away,  though  whither  it  went  and  what 
it  saw  there  I  could  never  remember. 

I  record  this  because  possibly  it  explains  certain 
mysterious  events,  if  they  were  events  and  not  drewns, 
which  shortly  I  must  set  out.  I  spoke  to  Bickley  about 
the  matter.  He  put  it  by  lightly,  saying  that  it  was 
only  a  result  of  my  long  and  most  severe  illness  and 
that  I  should  steady  down  in  time,  especially  if  we 
could  escape  from  that  island  and  its  unnatural  atmos- 
phere. Yet  as  he  spoke  he  glanced  at  me  shrewdly  with 
his  quick  eyes,  and  when  he  turned  to  go  away  I  heard 
him  mutter  something  to  himself  about  "unholy  in- 
fluences" and  "that  confounded  old  Oro." 

The  words  were  spoken  to  himself  and  quite  beneath 
his  breath,  and  of  course  not  meant  to  reach  me.  But 
one  of  the  curious  concomitants  of  my  state  was  that  all 
my  senses,  and  especially  my  hearing,  had  become 
most  abnormally  acute.  A  whisper  far  away  was  now 
to  me  like  a  loud  remark  made  in  a  room. 
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Proposals  of  Bastin  and  Bickley  231 

Bickley's  reflection,  for  I  can  scarcely  call  it  more 
set  me  thinking.  Yva  had  said  that  Oro  sent  m4 
medicme  which  was  administered  to  me  without  Bick- 
ley  s  knowledge,  and,  as  she  believed,  saved  my  life,  or 
certamly  my  reason.  What  was  in  it?  I  wondered. 
1  hen  tiiere  was  that  Life-water  which  Yva  brought  and 
insisted  upon  my  drinking  every  day.  Undoubtedly  it 
was  a  marvellous  tonic  and  did  me  good.  But  it  had 
other  effects  also.  Thus,  as  she  said  would  be  the  case, 
after  a  course  of  it  I  conceived  the  greatest  dislike 
which  I  may  add  has  never  entirely  left  me,  of  any  form 
of  meat,  also  of  alcohol.  All  I  seemed  to  want  was  this 
water  with  fruit,  or  such  native  vegetables  as  there  were. 
Bickley  disapproved  and  made  me  eat  fish  occasionally, 
but  even  this  revolted  me,  and  since  I  gained  steadily 
in  weight,  as  we  found  out  by  a  simple  contrivance,  and 
remained  healthy  in  every  other  way,  soon  he  allowed 
me  to  clioose  my  own  diet. 

About  this  time  Oro  began  to  pay  me  frequent  visits. 
He  always  came  at  night,  and  vhat  is  more  I  knew  when 
he  was  coming,  although  he  never  gave  me  warning. 
Here  I  should  explain  that  during  my  illness  Bastin, 
who  was  so  ingenious  in  such  matters,  had  built  another 
hut  in  which  he  and  Bickley  slept,  of  course  when  they 
were  not  watching  me,  leaving  our  old  bed-chamber  to 
myself. 

Well,  I  would  wake  up  and  be  aware  that  Oro  was 
coming.  Then  he  appeared  in  a  silent  and  mysterious 
way,  as  though  he  had  materialised  in  the  room,  for  I 
never  saw  him  pass  the  doorway.  In  the  moonlight,  or 
the  starlight,  which  flowed  through  the  entrance  and 
the  side  of  the  hut  that  was  only  enclosed  with  lattice- 
work, I  perceived  him  seat  himself  upon  a  certain  stool, 
looking  like  a  most  majestic  ghost  with  his  flowing 
robes,  long  white  beard,  hooked  nose  and  hawk  eyes. 
In  the  day-time  he  much  resembled  the  late  General 
Booth  whom  I  had  often  seen,  excrpt  for  certain  added 
qualities  of  height  and  classic  beauty  of  countenance. 
At  night,  however,  he  resembled  no  one  but  himself; 
indeed  there  was  something  mighty  and  godlike  in  his 


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His  m  li 


appearance,  something  that  made  one  feel  that  be  was 
not  as  are  other  men. 

For  a  while  he  would  sit  and  look  at  me.  Then  be 
began  to  speak  in  a  low,  vibrant  voice.  What  did  he 
speak  of  ?  Well,  many  matters.  It  was  as  though  be 
were  unburdening  that  hoary  soul  of  his  because  it 
could  no  longer  endure  the  grandeur  of  its  own  loneli- 
ness. Amongst  sundry  secret  things,  he  told  me  of  the 
past  history  of  this  world  of  ours,  and  of  the  mighty 
civilisations  which  for  uncounted  ages  he  and  his  fore- 
fathers had  ruled  by  the  strength  of  their  will  and  know- 
ledge, of  the  dwindling  of  their  race  and  of  the  final 
destruction  of  its  enemies,  althc  jgh  I  noticed  that  now  he 
no  longer  said  that  this  was  his  work  alone.  One  night 
I  asked  him  if  he  did  not  miss  all  such  pomp  and  power. 

Then  suddenly  he  broke  out,  and  for  the  first  time 
I  really  learned  what  ambition  can  be  when  it  utterly 
possesses  the  soul  of  man. 

"Are  you  mad,"  he  asked,  "that  you  suppose  that  I, 
Oro,  the  King  of  kings,  can  be  content  to  dwell  solitary 
in  a  great  cave  with  none  but  the  shadows  of  the  dead 
to  serve  me?  Nay,  I  must  rule  again  and  be  even 
greater  than  before,  or  else  I  too  will  die.  Better  to 
face  the  future,  even  if  it  means  oblivion,  than  to  remain 
thus  a  relic  of  a  glorious  past,  still  living  and  yet  dead, 
like  that  statue  of  the  great  god  Fate  which  you  saw  in 
the  temple  of  my  worship." 

"Bastin  does  not  think  that  the  future  means 
oblivion,"  I  remarked. 

"I  know  it.  I  have  studied  his  faith  and  find  it  too 
humble  for  my  taste,  also  too  new.  Shall  I,  Oro,  creep 
a  suppliant  before  any  Power,  and  confess  what  Bastin 
is  pleased  to  call  my  sins  ?  Nay,  I  who  am  great  will 
be  the  equal  of  all  greatness,  or  nothing." 

He  paused  a  while,  then  went  on  : 

"Bastin  speaks  of  ' eternity.'  Where  and  what  then 
is  this  eternity  which  if  it  has  no  end  can  have  had  no 
beginning?  I  know  the  secret  of  the  suns  and  their 
attendant  worlds,  and  they  are  no  more  eternal  than 
the  insect  which  glitters  for  an  hour.    Out  of  shapeless. 


Proposals  of  Bastin  and  Bickley  233 

rushing  eases  they  gathered  to  live  their  day,  and  into 
gases  at  last  they  dissolve  again  with  all  they  bore." 

Yes,     I  answered,    "but  they  re-form   into   new 
worlds." 

"That  have  no  part  with  the  old.  This  world,  too, 
shall  melt,  departing  to  whence  it  came,  as  yoi-r  sacred 
writings  say,  and  what  then  of  those  who  dwelt  and 
dwell  thereon?  No,  Man  of  to-day,  give  me  Time  in 
which  I  rule  and  keep  your  dreams  of  an  Eternity  that 
IS  not,  and  in  which  you  must  still  crawl  and  serve, 
even  if  it  were.  Yet  if  I  might,  I  confess  it,  I  would 
live  on  for  ever,  but  as  Master  not  as  Slave." 

On  another  night  he  began  to  tempt  me,  very  subtly. 
I  see  a  spark  of  greatness  in  you,  Humphrey,"  he 
said,  and  it  comes  into  my  heart  that  you,  too,  mieht 
ftarn  to  rule.  With  Yva,  the  last  of  my  blood,  it  is 
otherwise.  She  is  the  child  of  my  age  and  of  a  race  out- 
worn ;  too  gentle,  too  much  all  womanly.  The  soul  that 
triumphs  must  shine  like  steel  in  the  sun,  and  cut  if 
need  be;  not  merely  be  beauteous  and  shed  perfume  like 
a  lily  m  the  shade.  Yet  she  is  very  wise  and  fair,"  here 
he  looked  at  me,  "perchance  of  her  might  come  children 
such  as  were  their  forefathers,  who  again  would  wield 
the  sceptre  of  the  dominion  of  the  earth." 

I  made  no  answer,  wondering  what  he  meant  exactly 
and  thinking  it  wisest  to  be  silent. 

"You  are  of  the  short-lived  races,"  he  went  on,  "yet 
very  much  a  man,  not  without  intelligence,  and  by  the 
arts  I  have  I  can  so  strengthen  your  frame  that  it  will 
endure  the  shocks  of  time  for  three  such  lives  as  yours, 

or  perchance  for  more,  and  then " 

Again  he  paused  and  went  on : 

"The  Daughter  of  kings  likes  you  also,   perhaps 

bee  .use  you  resemble "  here  he  fixed  me  with  his 

piercing  eyes,  "a  certain  kinglet  of  base  blood  whom 
once  she  also  liked,  but  whom  it  was  my  duty  to  destroy. 
Well,  I  must  think.  I  must  study  this  world  of  yours 
also  and  therein  you  may  help  me.  Perhaps  afterwards 
I  will  tell  you  how.     Now  sleep." 


<1 

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In  another  moment  he  was  gone,  but  notwithstand- 
ing his  powerful  command,  for  a  while  I  could  not 
sleep.  I  understood  that  he  was  o£Fering  Yva  to  me, 
but  upon  what  terms?  That  was  the  question.  With 
her  was  to  go  great  dominion  over  the  kingdoms  of  the 
earth.  I  could  not  help  remembering  that  always  this 
has  been  and  still  is  Satan's  favourite  bait.  To  me  it 
did  not  particularly  appeal.  I  had  been  ambitious  in 
my  time — who  is  not  that  is  worth  his  salt?  I  couid 
have  wished  to  excel  in  sonicthing,  literature  or  art,  or 
whatever  it  might  be,  and  thus  to  ensure  the  memory  of 
my  name  in  the  world. 

Of  course  this  is  a  most  futile  desire,  seeing  that  soon 
or  late  every  name  must  fade  out  of  the  world  like  an 
unfixed  photograph  which  is  exposed  to  the  sun.  Even 
if  it  could  endure,  as  the  old  demi-god,  or  demi-devil, 
Oro,  had  pointed  out,  very  shortly,  by  comparison  with 
Time's  unmeasured  vastness,  the  whole  solar  system 
will  also  fade.  So  of  what  use  is  this  feeble  love  of  fame 
and  this  vain  attempt  to  be  remembered  that  animates 
us  so  strc  ifly?  Moreover,  the  idea  of  enjoying  mere 
temporal  as>  opposed  to  intellectual  power,  appealed  to 
me  not  at  all.  I  am  a  student  of  history  and  I  know 
what  has  been  the  lot  of  kings  and  the  evil  that,  often 
enough,  they  work  in  their  little  day. 

Also  if  I  needed  any  further  example,  there  was  that 
of  Oro  himself.  He  had  outlived  the  greatness  of  his 
House,  as  a  royal  family  is  called,  and  after  some 
gigantic  murder,  if  his  own  story  was  to  be  believed, 
indulged  in  a  prolonged  sleep.  Now  he  awoke  to  find 
himself  quite  alone  in  the  world,  save  for  a  daughter 
with  whom  he  did  not  agree  or  sympathise.  In  short, 
he  was  but  a  kind  of  animated  mummy  inspired  by  one 
idea  which  I  felt  quite  sure  would  be  disappomted, 
namely,  to  renew  his  former  greatness.  To  me  he 
seemed  as  miserable  a  figure  as  one  could  imagine, 
brooding  and  plotting  in  his  illuminated  cave,  at  the 
end  of  an  extended  but  mis-spent  life. 

Also  I  wondered  what  he,  or  rather  his  ego,  had 
been  doing  during  all  those  two  hundred  and  fifty  thou- 


Proposals  of  Bastin  and  Biokley  235 

sand  years  of  sleep.  Possibly  if  Yva's  theory,  as  I 
understood  it,  -were  correct,  he  had  re>incarnated  as 
Attila,  or  Tamerlane,  or  Napoleon,  or  even  as  Chaka 
the  terrible  Zulu  king.  At  any  rate  there  he  was  still 
in  the  world,  filled  with  the  dread  of  death,  but  con- 
sumed now  as  ever  by  his  insatiable  and  most  useless 
finite  ambitions. 

Yva,  also  I  Her  case  was  his,  but  yet  how  different. 
In  all  this  long  night  of  Time  she  had  but  ripened  into 
one  of  the  sweetest  and  most  gentle  women  that  ever 
the  world  bore.  She,  too,  was  great  in  her  way,  it  ap- 
peared in  her  every  word  and  gesture,  but  where  was 
the  ferocity  of  her  father?  Where  his  desire  to  reach 
to  splendour  by  treading  on  a  blood-stained  road  paved 
with  broken  human  hearts?  It  did  not  exist.  Her 
nature  was  different  although  her  body  came  of  a  long 
line  of  these  power-loving  kings.  Why  this  profound 
difference  of  the  spirit  ?  Like  everything  else  it  was  a 
mystery.  The  two  were  as  far  apart  as  the  Poles. 
Everyone  must  have  hated  Oro,  from  the  beginning, 
however  much  he  feared  him,  but  everyone  who  came  m 
touch  with  her  must  have  loved  Yva. 

Here  I  may  break  into  my  personal  narrative  to  say 
that  this,  by  their  own  confessions,  proved  to  be  true  of 
two  such  various  persons  as  Bastin  and  Bickley. 

"The  truth,  which  I  am  sure  it  would  be  wrong  to 
hide  from  you,  Arbuthnot,"  said  the  former  to  me  one 
day,  "  is  that  during  your  long  illness  I  fell  in  love,  I 
suppose  that  is  the  right  word,  with  the  Glittering  Lady. 
After  thinking  the  matter  over  also,  I  conceived  that  it 
would  be  proper  to  tell  her  so  if  only  to  clear  the  air  and 
prevent  future  misunderstandings.  As  I  remarked  to 
her  on  that  occasion,  I  had  hesitated  long,  -as  I  was  not 
certain  how  she  would  fill  the  place  of  the  wife  of  the 
incumbent  of  an  English  parish." 

"Mothers'  Meetings  and  the  rest,"  I  suggested. 

"  Exactly  so,  Arbuthnot.  Also  there  were  the  views 
of  the  Bishop  to  be  considered,  who  might  have  ob- 
jected to  the  introduction  into  the  diocese  of  a  striking 


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236       When  the  World  Shook 

person  who  ao  recently  had  been  a  heathen,  and  to  one 
in  such  strong  contrast  to  my  late  beloved  wife." 

"I  suppose  vou  didn't  consider  the  late  Mrs.  Bas- 
ttn's  views  on  the  subiect  of  re-nuirriage.  I  remember 
that  they  were  strone/'  I  remarked  rather  maliciously. 

"No,  I  did  not  tnink  it  necessary,  since  the  Scrip- 
tural instructions  on  the  matter  are  very  clear,  and  in 
another  world  no  doubt  all  jealousies,  even  Sarah's, 
will  be  obliterated.  Upon  tnat  point  my  conscience 
was  quite  easy.  So  when  I  found  that,  unlike  her  parent, 
the  Lady  Yva  was  much  inclined  to  accept  the  prin- 
ciples of  the  faith  in  which  it  is  my  privilege  to  instruct 
her,  I  thought  it  proper  to  say  to  her  that  if  ultimately 
she  made  up  her  mind  to  do  so— of  course  this  was  a 
sine  qua  non — I  should  be  much  honoured,  and  as  a 
man,  not  as  a  priest,  it  would  make  me  most  happ;^  if  she 
would  take  me  as  a  husband.  Of  course  I  explained  to 
her  that  I  considered,  under  the  circumstances,  I  coutd 
quite  lawfully  perform  the  marriage  ceremony  myself 
with  you  and  Bickley  as  witnesses,  even  should  Ore 
refuse  to  give  her  away.  Also  I  told  her  that  although 
after  her  varied  experiences  in  the  past,  life  at  Ful- 
combe,  if  we  could  ever  get  there,  might  be  a  little  mono- 
tonous, still  it  would  not  be  entirely  devoid  of  interest." 

"You  mean  Christmas  decorations  and  that  sort 
of  thing?" 

"Yes,  and  choir  treats  and  entertaining  Deputations 
and  attending  other  Church  activities." 

"Well,  and  what  did  .she  say,  Bastin  ?" 

"Oh  I  she  was  most  kind  and  flattering.  Indeed 
that  hour  will  always  remain  the  pleasantest  of  my  life. 
I  don't  know  how  it  happe  jd,  but  when  it  was  over  1 
felt  quite  delighted  that  she  >iad  refused  me.  Indeed  on 
second  thoughts,  I  am  not  certain  but  that  I  shall  be 
much  happier  in  the  capacities  of  a  brother  and  teacher 
which  she  asked  me  to  fill,  than  I  should  have  been  as 
her  husband.  To  tell  you  the  truth,  Arbuthnot,  there 
are  moments  when  I  am  not  sure  whether  I  entirely 
understand  the  Lady  Yva.  It  was  rather  like  proposing 
to  one's  guardian  angel." 


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"Yes,"  I  said,  "that's about  it,  old  fellow.  '  Guardian 
Angel '  is  not  a  bad  name  for  her." 

Afterwards  I  received  the  confidence  of  Bickley. 
"Look  here,  Arbuthnot,"  he  said.    "I  want  to  own 
up  to  something.    I  think  I  ought  to,  because  of  certain 
things  I  have  observed,  in  order  to  prevent  possible 
future  misunderstandings." 

"What's  that?"  I  asked  innocently. 
"Only  this.  As  you  know,  I  have  always  been  a 
confirmed  bachelor  on  principle.  Women  introduce 
too  many  complications  into  life,  and  although  it  in- 
volves some  sacrifice,  on  the  whole,  I  have  thought  it 
best  to  do  without  them  and  leave  the  carrying  on  of 
the  world  to  others." 

"Well,  what  of  it?  Your  views  are  not  singular. 
Bickley."  "       ' 

"Only  thir.  While  you  were  ill  the  sweetness  of 
that  Lady  Yva  and  her  wonderful  qualities  as  a  nurse 
overcame  me.  I  went  to  pieces  all  of  a  sudden.  I  saw 
in  her  a  realisation  df  every  ideal  I  had  ever  entertained 
of  perfect  womanhood.  So  to  speak,  my  resolves  of  a 
lifetime  melted  like  wax  in  the  sun.  Notwithstanding 
her  queer  history  and  the  marvels  with  which  she  is 
mixed  up,  I  wished  to  marry  her.  No  doubt  her  physical 
loveliness  was  at  the  bottom  of  it,  but,  however  that 
may  be,  there  it  was." 

"She  is  beautiful,"  I  commented;  "though  I  daresay 
older  than  she  looks." 

"That  is  a  point  on  which  I  made  no  inquiries,  and 
I  should  advise  you,  when  your  turn  comes,  as  no  doubt 
it  will,  to  follow  my  example.  You  know,  Arbuthnot," 
he  mused,  "  however  lovely  a  woman  may  be,  it  would 
put  one  off  if  suddenly  she  announced  that  she  was— 
let  us  say-^  hundred  and  fifty  years  old." 

"Yes,"  I  admitted,  "for  nobody  wants  to  marry 
the  contemporary  of  his  great-grandmother.  However, 
she  gave  her  age  as  twenty-seven  years  and  three 
moons." 

"And  doubtless  for  once  did  not  tell  the  truth.  But, 
as  she  does  not  look  more  than  twenty-five,  I  think  that 


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we  may  a]|  agree  to  let  it  stand  at  that,  namely,  twenty- 
seven,  plus  an  indefinite  period  of  sleep.    At  any  rate 
she  js  a  sweet  and  moat  gracious  woman,  apparently  in 
the  bloom  of  youth,  and,  to  cut  it  short,  I  fell  in  love 
with  her." 

"Like  Bastin,"  I  said. 

"Baatinl"  exclaimed  Bickley  indignantl,^  "You 
don't  mean  to  say  that  clerical  oii  presumed— well,  well, 
after  all,  I  suppose  that  he  is  a  man,  :.i>  one  mustn't  be 
hard  on  him.  But  who  cculd  have  thought  that  he 
would  run  so  cunning,  even  when  he  knew  my  senti- 
ments towards  the  lady?  I  hope  she  told  him  her 
mind." 

"The  point  is,  v.  M  did  she  tell  you,  Bickley?" 

"Me?  Oh,  she  was  oerfectly  charming!  it  really 
wis  a  plcsur"  to  be  refused  by  her,  she  puts  one  so 
thorougrhly  a*,  one's  ease."  (Here,  remembering  Bastin 
and  his  story,  I  turned  away  my  face  to  hide  a  smile.) 
"She  said — ^what  did  she  say  exactly?  Such  a  lot  that 
it  is  difficult  to  remember.  Oh  I  that  she  was  not  think- 
ing of  marriage.  Also,  that  she  had  not  yet  recovered 
from  some  recent  love  affair  which  left  her  heart  sore, 
since  the  time  of  her  sl?ep  did  not  count.  Also,  that 
her  father  would  never  consent,  and  that  the  mere  Idea 
of  such  a  thing  would  excite  his  animosity  against  all 
of  us." 

"Is  that  all?"  I  asked. 

"Not  quite.  She  added  that  she  felt  wonderfully 
flattered  and  extremely  honoured  by  what  I  had  been  so 
good  as  to  say  to  her.  She  hoped,  however,  that  I 
should  never  repeat  It  or  even  allude  to  the  matter  again, 
as  her  dearest  wish  was  to  be  able  to  look  upon  me  as 
her  most  intimate  friend  to  whom  she  could  always  come 
for  sympathy  and  counsel." 

"What  happened  then  ?" 

"Nothing,  of  course,  except  that  I  promised  every- 
thing that  she  wished,  and  mean  to  stick  to  it,  too. 
Naturally,  I  was  very  sore  and  upset,  but  I  am  getting 
over  it,  having  always  practised  self-control." 

"  I  am  sorry  for  you,  old  fellow." 


Proposals  of  Bastin  and  Bickley  239 

"  Are  you  7  "  he  asked  •uspiciously .  "  Then  perhaps 
you  have  tried  your  luck,  too?"  ^       i~ 

"No,  Bickley,' 

His  face  fell  a  little  at  this  denial,  and  he  answered : 

"Well,  it  would  have  been  scarcely  decent  if  you 
had,  seeing  how  lately  you  were  tnarried.  But  then,  so 
was  that  artful  Bastin.  Perhaps  you  will  get  over  it- 
recent  marriage,  I  mean— as  he  has."  He  hesitated  a 
while,  then  went  on :  "Of  course  you  will,  old  fellow; 
I  know  it,  and,  what  is  m->re,  I  seem  to  know  that  when 
your  turn  comes  you  will  Mt  a  different  answer.  If  so. 
It  will  keep  her  in  the  family  as  it  were— and  arood  luck 
to  you.    Only " 

"Only  what?"  I  asked  anxiously. 

"To  be  honest,  Arbuthnot,  I  don't  think  that  there 
will  be  real  good  luck  for  any  one  of  us  over  this  woman 
— not  in  the  ordinary  sense,  I  mean.  The  whole  busi- 
ness is  too  strange  and  superhuman.  Is  she  quite  a 
woman,  and  could  she  really  marry  a  man  as  others 

"It  is  curious  that  you  should  talk  like  that,"  I  said 
uneasily.  "  I  thoupfht  that  you  had  made  up  your  mind 
that  the  whole  busmess  was  either  illusion  or  trickery — 
I  mean,  the  odd  side  of  it." 

"If  it  is  illusion,  Arbuthnot,  then  a  man  cannot 
marry  an  illusion.  And  if  it  is  trickery,  then  he  will 
certainly  be  tricked.  But,  supposing  that  I  am  wrong, 
what  then  ?  " 

"you  mean,  supposing  things  are  as  they  seem  to 

"Yes.  In  that  event,  Arbuthnot,  I  am  sure  that 
something  will  occur  to  prevent  your  being  united  to  a 
woman  who  lived  thousands  of  years  ago.  I  am  sorry 
to  say  it,  but  Fate  will  intervene.  Remember,  it  is  the 
god  of  her  people  that  I  suppow  she  worships,  and,  I 
may  add,  to  which  the  whole  world  bows." 

At  his  words  a  kind  of  chill  fell  upon  me.  I  think 
he  saw  or  divined  it,  for  after  a  few  remarlu  upon  some 
indifferent  matter,  he  turned  and  went  away. 

Shortly  after  this  Yva  can»  to  sit  with  me.    She 


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240       When  the  World  Shook 

studied  me  for  a  while  and  I  studied  her.  I  had  reason 
to  do  so,  for  I  observed  that  of  late  her  dress  had 
become  much  more  modern,  and  on  the  present  occasion 
this  struck  me  forcibly.  I  do  not  know  exactly  m  what 
the  change,  or  changes,  consisted,  because  I  anr.  not 
skilled  in  such  matters  and  can  only  judge  of  a  woman  s 
garments  by  their  general  effect.  At  any  rate,  the  gor- 
geous sweeping  robes  were  gone,  and  though  her  attire 
still  looked  foreign  and  somewhat  oriental,  with  a  touch 
of  barbaric  splendour  about  it— it  was  simpler  than  it 
had  been  and  showed  more  of  her  figure,  which  was 
delicate,  yet  gracious.  r   -j    ..  t      -j 

"You  have  changed  your  robes,  Lady,    1  said. 

"Yes,  Humphrey.  Bastin  gave  me  pictures  of  those 
your  women  wear."  (On  further  investigation  I  found 
that  this  referred  to  an  old  copy  of  the  Queen  newspaper, 
which,  somehow  or  other,  had  been  brought  with  the 
books  from  the  ship.)  "I  have  tried  to  copy  them  a 
little,"  she  added  doubtfully. 

"How  do  you  do  it?  Where  do  you  get  the 
material?"  I  asked.  ,  ,  ^     u     j 

"Oh ! "  she  answered  with  an  airy  wave  of  her  nana, 
"I  make  it— it  is  there." 

"I  don't  understand,"  I  said,  but  she  only  smiled 
radiantly,  offering  no  further  explanation.  Then,  before 
I  could  pursue  the  subject,  she  asked  me  suddenly : 

"What  has  Bickley  been  saying  to  you  about 
me?  " 

I  fenced,  answering:  "I  don't  know.  Bastin  and 
Bickley  talk  of  little  else.  You  seem  to  have  been  a 
ereat  deal  with  them  while  I  was  ill." 

"Yes,  a  great  deal.  They  are  the  nearest  to  you 
who  were  so  sick.    Is  it  not  so?" 

"I  don't  know,"  I  answered  again.  "In  my  illness 
it  seemed  to  me  that  you  were  the  nearest." 

"About  Bastin's  words  I  can  guess,  she  went  on. 
"But  1  ask  again— what  has  Bickley  been  saying  to  you 
about  me?    Of  the  first  part,  let  it  be;  tell  me  the 

i  intended  to  evade  her  question,  but  she  fixed  those 


Proposals  of  Bastin  and  Bickley  241 

Swer.''*""^"'"^  '^**  "P°"  ™^  ^"**  ^  ^^  obliged  to 

„r.  "^  i^l'^^^  ^°H  l^ow  as  well  as  I  do,"  I  said:  "but  if 
you  will  have  it,  it  was  that  you  are  no  as  other  humVn 

mZ\"  T'  \"^  '^  ^'  ^^°  would  treaT^ou  as  "ST 
must  suffer;  that  was  the  gist  of  it."  ' 

"Some  might  be  content  to  suffer  for  such  as  I  "  she 
answered  witB  quiet  sweetness.  "Even  BaTtin  and 
B^ep.  may  be  content  to  suffer  in  their  own  IkS 

angriTy°"forTfelt^hi"K*  ^^^'  l""^^'"  ^  i"te"upted 
angrily,  for  I  felt  that  she  was  throwing  reflections  on 

I  am^^t'  ^^"J  ""^^"^  ^^^^  y°"  ^Sretd  with  Bickley  that 
I  am  not  quite  a  woman,  as  you  know  women." 
I  was  silent,  for  her  words  were  true. 

noor^nit*''"*  ^^^  I  am  not  as  your  women  are-your 
ffi/ll  *""^"' J''/  ^^"'^o^s  °f  an  hour  with  night 
behind  them  and  before.     Because  I  am  humble  Sid 

Man "Irot  Z  Uuf°''  ^"^^^^^  '"^^^  Tarn' not  gr^? 
wKiL.K  ,f  '*"'*  country  across  the  sea,   I  lived 

woriHs  oIH  T^K-T»u^''%*Hl  y°"'S'  a"*!  when  the 
world  IS  old  I  think  that  I  still  shall  live,  though  not 
in  this  shape  or  here,  with  all  that  wisdom's  essenS 
burning  in  my  breast,  and  with  all  beaulf  h^  mvTy^ 

on  y  half  believe  and  do  not  worship,  because  memory 

k^Lw  ^fZ^^uV'''^^  -"y^^"  ^°  "O^  understand.  l3 
know  though  knowing  so  much,  still  I  seek  roads  to 

mfv"uf4  '^'".  *''"  ''r""«  "^^J  <=a"«d  Bastin.  that  yS 
may  lead  my  feet  to  the  gate  of  an  immortol  city."    ^ 

said  Slv°  /nr  "i"'i^"1  *l°^  f  ^'«  *=an  be,  Vva,"  I 

MS  ^f  Xer  '"'  ^"^  over,vhe!med  me  with 

"No,  you  do  not  understand.    How  can  you,  when 


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242       When  the  World  Shook 

even  I  cannot  ?  Thus  for  two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand 
years  I  slept,  and  they  went  by  as  a  lightning  flash. 
One  moment  my  father  gave  me  the  draught  and  I  laid 
me  down,  the  next  I  awoke  with  you  bending  over  me, 
or  so  it  seemed.  Yet  where  was  I  through  all  those 
centuries  when  for  me  time  had  ceased?  Tell  me, 
Humphrey,  did  you  dream  at  all  while  you  were  ill  ?  I 
ask  because  down  in  that  lonely  cavern  where  I  sleep  a 
strange  dream  came  to  me  one  night.  It  was  of  a 
journey  which,  as  I  thought,  you  and  I  seemed  to  make 
together,  past  suns  and  universes  to  a  very  distant 
earth.  It  meant  nothing,  Humphrey.  If  you  and  I 
chanced  to  have  dreamed  the  same  thing,  it  was  only 
because  my  dream  travelled  to  you.  It  is  most  common, 
or  used  to  be.  Humphrey,  Bickley  is  quite  right,  I  am 
not  altogether  as  your  women  are,  and  I  can  bring  no 
happiness  to  any  man,  or  at  the  least,  to  one  who  cannot 
wait.  Therefore,  perhaps  you  would  do  well  to  think 
less  of  me,  as  I  have  counselled  Bastin  and  Bickley." 

Then  again  she  eazed  at  me  with  her  wonderful, 
great  eyes,  and,  shading  her  glittering  head  a  little, 
smiled  and  went. 

But  oh !  that  smile  drew  my  heart  after  her. 


CHAPTER  XX 

ORO  AND  ARBUTHNOT  TRAVEL  BY  NIGHT 

iic4ucnuy,  tin  at  last  scarcely  a  nieht  went  hv  that  t,» 
did  not  appear  mysteriously  i?.  mv  sfeepTng^Sce  *Thl 
odd  thing  was  that  neither  Bickiey  nor  ffaS^  s'pp,;^ 

tnrnA!!  ?J,^  '^^^'^'ng  ?J?a'n  of  the  matter,  Bickiey  at  once 
turned  the  conversation,  from  which  I  eathweLhat  he 

But  Oro  was  nntT.  »vf         u    •  " /ema'ned  unbroken, 
oui  wro  was  not  to  be  caught  in  that  wav.    I  sutmoo* 
as  It  was  impossible  for  him  to  pass  through  the  ffi^ 
tTrSdlnd^r  J'^''  °^  ^'  hLse,TX  Jndfd  d,^ 
Sr^BlSl^n^aar^^^raSeri^^^^  'oTth^ 

irgSl;;fsJcro?o"^iv?r'?;^^^^^^  ^"""^  "^^  ^'^  p- 

™.J~^*"^  "i*^'   ^^  *^'"^'   o""  seemed  to  come,  and 
pumped  me-I  can  use  no  other  word-most  ener^rti 
^]l^}u  ''^'^i"*^  conditions  in  the  woridfeSnv 

343 


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244       When  the  World  Shook 

in  art,  science  and  literature,  their  martial  capacities, 
tiieir  laws,  and  I  know  not  what  besides. 

I  told  him  all  I  could,  but  did  not  in  the  least  seem 
to  satisfy  his  perennial  thirst  for  information. 

"  I  should  prefer  to  jud^e  for  myself,"  he  said  at  last. 

"Why  are  vou  so  anxious  to  learn  about  all  these 
nations,  Oro  ?     I  asked,  exhausted. 

"Because  the  knowledge  I  gather  may  affect  my 
plans  for  the  future,"  he  replied  darkly. 

"  I  am  told,  Oro,  that  your  people  acquired  the  power 
of  transporting  themselves  from  place  to  place." 

"  It  is  true  that  the  lords  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom  had 
such  power,  and  that  I  have  it  still,  O  Humphrey." 

"Then  why  do  you  not  go  to  look  with  your  own 
eyes?"  I  suggested. 

"  Because  I  should  need  a  guide ;  one  who  could  ex- 
plain much  in  a  short  time,"  he  said,  contemplating  me 
with  his  burning  glance  until  I  began  to  feel  uncomfort- 
able. 

To  change  the  subject  1  asked  him  whether  he  had 
any  further  information  about  the  war,  which  he  had 
told  me  was  raging  in  Europe. 

He  answered:  "Not  much;  only  that  it  was  going 
on  with  varying  success,  and  would  continue  to  do  so 
until  the  nations  involved  therein  were  exhausted,"  or 
so  he  believed.  The  war  did  not  seem  greatly  to  interest 
Oro.  It  was,  he  remarked,  but  a  small  affair  compared 
to  those  which  he  had  known  in  th'  old  days.  Then  he 
departed,  and  I  went  to  sleep. 

Next  night  he  appeared  again,  and,  after  talking  a 
little  on  different  subjects,  remarked  quietly  that  he  had 
been  thinking  over  what  T  had  said  as  to  his  visiting 
the  modern  world,  and  intended  to  act  upon  the  sugges- 
tion. 

"When?"  I  asked. 

"Now,"  he  said.  "I  am  going  to  visit  this  England 
of  yours  and  the  town  yow  call  London,  and  you  will 
accompany  me." 

"It  is  not  possible  1"  1  exclaimed.  "We  have  no 
ship." 


Oro  and  Arbuthnot  Travel     245 

present  w^sSe  P""'""  '*'*"  ^  s^-^""  '"  "y 

and'atgueTa^SisSt^  .- °"f  -"o  always  doubts 
shall  <Sme  and  you  only"    '    '"' ^«P''«d  sharply.  "You 

^■^^f'^C^^^^^^^^  «'owly  waved 

My  ^nses  reeled.    Then  camera  g.^i  darkness. 

icy^rSe'LTforwhifhTkne'lToLr,  ^'^"'""^  '"  «" 

gn.atSL^tedZs'Tote  d£  'T'  °^  -""^  -- 
the  fog,  in  which  I  refoirS  I  *^i?  ^'"'  mysterious  in 

and  ^lestminSr  ATbef  S  bJfth"°"  m'  t^  P^^'i^n'^t 
where  we  stood  in  froni  of  th.  W  " '^  >''  ^«^"  f™™ 

Good,"  he  said.    "Let  us  enter  your  Place  of  Talk  " 
tlie  door  .nd  I  hratoei    ™?""  '»  ?  l><>lie««l«ii  al 


; "  sin 


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346       When  the  World  Shook 

presence,  even  when  Oro  marched  past  him  in  his  flow- 
ing robes.  So  I  followed  with  a  lilse  success.  Then  I 
understood  that  we  must  be  invisible. 

We  passed  to  the  lobby,  where  members  were  hurry- 
ing to  and  fro,  and  constituents  and  pressmen  were 
gathered,  and  so  on  into  the  House.  Oro  walked  up  its 
floor  and  took  his  stand  by  the  toble,  in  front  of  the 
Speaker.    I  followed  him,  none  saying  us  No. 

As  it  chanced  there  was  what  is  called  a  scene  in 
progress — I  think  it  was  over  Irish  matters ;  the  details 
are  of  no  account.  Members  shouted.  Ministers  pre- 
varicated and  grew  angry,  the  Speaker  intervened.  On 
the  whole,  it  was  rather  a  degrading  spectacle.  I  stood, 
or  seemed  to  stand,  and  watched  it  all.  Oro,  in  his 
sweeping  robes,  which  looked  so  incongruous  in  that 
place,  stepped,  or  seemed  to  step,  up  to  the  principal 
personages  of  the  Government  and  Opposition,  whom  I 
indicated  to  him,  and  inspected  them  one  by  one,  as  a 
natural-st  might  examine  strange  insects.  Then,  re- 
turning to  me,  he  said  : 

"Come  away;  I  have  seen  and  heard  enough,  wno 
would  have  thought  that  this  nation  of  yours  was 
struggling  for  its  life  in  war  ?  " 

We  passed  out  of  the  House  and  somehow  came  to 
Trafalgar  Square.  A  meeting  was  in  progress  there, 
convened,  apparently,  to  advocate  the  rights  of  Labour, 
also  those  of  women,  also  to  protest  against  things  in 
general,  especially  the  threat  of  Conscription  in  the 
service  of  the  country.  ,    .     ,      1.     • 

Here  the  noise  was  tremendous,  and,  the  fog  having 
lifted  somewhat,  we  could  see  everything.  Speakers 
bawled  from  the  base  of  Nelson's  column.  Their 
supporters  cheered,  their  adversaries  rushed  at  them, 
and  in  one  or  two  instances  succeeded  in  pulling  them 
down.  A  woman  climbed  up  and  began  to  scream  out 
something  which  could  only  be  heard  by  a  few  reporters 
gathered  round  her.  I  thought  her  an  unpleasant-look- 
ing person,  and  evidently  her  remarks  were  not  palatable 
to  the  majority  of  her  auditors.  There  was  a  rush,  and 
she  was  dragged  from  the  base  of  one  of  Landseer  s 


Oro  and  Arbuthnot  Travel     247 

lions  on  which  she  stood.  Her  skirt  was  half  rent  off 
her  and  her  bodice  split  down  the  back.  Finally,  she 
was  conveyed  away,  kicking,  biting,  and  scratching,  by 
tumuU  e'nsued!^    '■     ^'  *""  *  disgusting  sight.^nS 

"Let  us  go,"  said  Oro.  "Your  officers  of  order  are 
good;  the  rest  is  not  good." 

Later  we  found  ourselves  opposite  to  the  doors  of  a 
famous  restaurant  where  a  magnificent  and  ffigantic 
commissionaire  helped  ladies  from  motor-cars,  receiving 
in  return  money  from  the  men  who  attended  on  them. 
We  entered;  it  was  the  hour  of  dinner.  The  place 
sparkled  with  gems,  and  the  naked  backs  of  the  women 
gleamed  in  the  electric  light.  Course  followed  upon 
course;  champagne  flowed,  a  fine  band  played,  every- 
thing was  costly;  everything  was,  in  a  sense,  repellent. 
I  hese  are  the  wealthy  citizens  of  a  nation  engaged 
in  fighting  for  its  life,"  remarked  Oro  to  me,  stroking 
h^s  long  beard.    " It  is  interesting,  very  interesting.    L« 

We  went  out  and  on,  passing  a  public-house  crowded 
with  women  who  had  left  their  babies  in  charge  of 
children  m  the  icy  street.  It  was  a  day  of  Intercession 
for  the  success  of  England  in  the  war.  This  was 
placarded  everywhere.  We  entered,  or,  rather,  Oro  did. 
I  following  him,  one  of  the  churches  in  the  Strand  where 
an  evening  service  was  in  progress.  The  preacher  in 
the  pulpit,  a  very  able  man,  was  holding  forth  upon  the 
necessity  for  national  repentance  and  self-denial;  also 
of  prayer.  In  the  body  of  the  church  exactly  thirty-two 
people,  most  of  them  elderly  women,  were  listening  to 
him  with  an  air  of  placid  acceptance. 

"The  priest  talks  well,  but  his  hearers  are  not  many," 
said  Oro.    "Let  us  go."  ' 

We  came  to  the  flaunting  doers  of  a  great  music-hall 
and  passed  through  them,  though  to  others  this  would 
have  been  impossible,  for  the  place  was  filled  from  floor 
to  roof.  In  Its  promenades  men  were  drinking  and 
smoking,  while  gaudy  women,  painted  and  low-robed, 
leered  at  them.     On  the  stage  girls  danced,  throwing 


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248       When  the  World  Shook 

their  legs  above  their  heads.  Then  they  vanished 
amidst  applause,  and  a  woman  in  a  yellow  robe,  who 
pretended  to  be  tipsy,  sang  a  horrible  and  vulgar  song 
full  of  topical  allusions,  which  was  received  with 
screams  of  delight  by  the  enormous  audience. 

"Here  the  hearers  are  very  many,  but  those  to  whom 
they  listen  do  not  talk  well.  Let  us  go,"  said  Oro,  and 
we  went. 

At  a  recruiting  station  we  paused  a  moment  to  con- 
sider posters  supposed  to  be  attractive,  the  very  sight  ot 
which  sent  a  thrill  of  shame  through  me.  I  remember 
that  the  inscription  under  one  of  them  was :  '  What  will 
your  best  girl  say  ? "  •      mi 

"  Is  that  how  you  gather  your  soldiers  ?  Later  it  will 
be  otherwise,"  said  Oro,  and  passed  on. 

We  reached  Blackfriars  and  entered  a  hall  at  tnc 
doors  of  which  stood  women  in  poke-bonnets,  very 
sweet-faced,  earnest-looking  women.  Their  counten- 
ances seemed  to  strike  Oro,  and  he  motioned  me  to 
follow  him  into  the  hall.  It  was  quite  full  of  a 
miserable-looking  congregation  of  perhaps  a  thousand 
people.  A  man  in  the  blue  and  red  uniform  of  the 
Salvation  Army  was  preaching  of  duty  to  God  and 
country,  of  self-denial,  hope  and  forgiveness.  He 
seemed  a  humble  person,  but  his  words  were  earnert, 
and  love  flowed  from  him.  Some  of  his.  miserable 
congregation  wept,  others  stared  at  him  open-mouthed, 
a  few,  who  were  very  weary,  slept.  He  called  them  up 
to  receive  pardon,  and  a  number,  led  by  the  sweet-faced 
women,  came  and  knelt  before  him.  He  and  others 
whispered  to  them,  then  seemed  to  bless  them,  and  tney 
rose  with  their  faces  changed.  .      .     j  »i.-o« 

"Let  us  go,"  said  Ore  "I  do  not  understand  these 
rites,  but  at  last  in  your  great  and  wonderful  city  I  have 
seen  something  that  is  pure  and  noble. 

We  went  out.  In  the  streets  there  was  ereat  excite- 
ment. People  ran  to  and  fro  pointing  upwards.  Search- 
lights, like  huge  fingers  of  flame,  stole  across  the  sky ; 
eSns  boomed.  At  last,  in  the  glare  of  a  searchlight,  we 
Mw  a  long  and  sinister  object  floating  high  above  us 


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and  gleaming  as  though  it  were  made  of  silver.  FlashM 
«me  from  it  follpwej'by  terrible  booming  reportTtS 
SKhfn^d'ur"-  ^  '"""^  colifpseSTwitn 
"Ah  I "  said  Oro,  with  a  smile.  "I  know  this— it  is 
T'sTeT  "  ""^  *''"  '^'  ^"•'*  *^^  different  a^'y« 

h^.k'o!?!  ^P°^«'.*  motor-bus  rumbled  past.  Another 
flash  and  explosion.     A  man,  walking  with  his  arm 

rn^«H  ""*  ""^.l''  °^  ^  P'^  i"«'  ^^'^^d  of  fs,  seemed  to™ 
tossed  up  and  to  meR.  the  girl  fell  in  a  heap  on  th^ 
pavement;  somehow  her  heal  and  her  feet  had  come 
ouue  close  together  and  yet  she  appeared  to  be  siS 
down.    The  motor-bus  burst  into  fragments  and  its  pal 

Z^l'L^'r'"**  '•''""S?  '^'^  "''  •""«  hideous  lump^ 
that  had  been  men  and  women.  The  head  of  onrof 
them  came  dancing  down  the  pavement  towards  ul  a 
cigar  still  stuck  in  the  corner  of  its  mouth  ' 

.^.JT'  '  ^^  •?  ^If'"  ^''^  °™-    "I'  "^^^  me  young 

We  watched  a  while.  A  crowd  gathered.  Policemen 
ran  up  ambu  ances  came.  The  pGce  was  cleared,  and 
al  that  was  left  they  carried  away.  A  few  minutes 
later  another  man  passed  by  with  his  arm  rom^d  thi 
waist  of  arjother  girl.  Another  motor-bus  rumbled  up 
and,  avoiding  the  hole  in  the  roadway,  travelled  on.  its 
conductor  keeping  a  keen  look-out  for  fares 

The  street  was  cleared  by  the  police;  the  airship 
continued  Its  course,  spawning  bombs  in  the  distance 
and  vanished.    The  incident  was  closed.  "'^"^e, 

Let  us  go  home,"  said  Oro.  "I  have  seen  enough 
of  70ur  great  and  wonderful  city.  I  would  rest  in  the 
quiet  of  Nyo  and  think." 

The  next  thing  that  I  remember  was  the  voice  of 
Bastin,  saying : 

"If  you  don't  mind,  Arbuthnot,  I  wish  that  you 
would  get  up.  The  Glittering  Lady  (he  still  called  her 
that)  is  coming  here  to  have  a  talk  with  me  which  I 


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should  prefer  to  be  private.  Excuse  me  for  disturbinc; 
you,  but  you  have  overslept  yourself;  indeed,  I  think 
It  must  be  nine  o'clock,  so  far  as  I  can  judge  by  the  sun, 
for  my  watch  is  very  erratic  now,  ever  since  Bickley 
tried  to  clean  it." 

"I  am  sorry,  my  dear  fellow,"  I  said  sleepily,  "but 
do  you  know  I  thought  I  was  in  London — in  fact,  I 
could  swear  that  I  have  been  there." 

"Then,"  interrupted  Bickley,  who  had  followed 
Bastin  into  the  hut,  giving  me  that  doubtful  glance  with 
which  I  was  now  familiar,  "  I  wish  to  goodness  that  you 
had  brought  back  an  evening  paper  with  you." 

A  night  or  two  later  I  was  again  suddenly  awakened 
to  feel  that  Oro  was  approaching.  He  appeared  like  a 
ghost  in  the  bright  moonlight,  greeted  me,  and  said : 

"To-night,  Humphrey,  we  must  make  another 
journey.    I  would  visit  the  seat  of  the  war." 

"I  do  not  wish  to  go,"  I  said  feebly. 

"What  you  wish  does  not  matter,"  he  replied.  "I 
wish  that  you  should  go,  and  therefore  you  must." 

"Listen,  Oro,"  I  exclaimed.  "I  do  not  like  this  busi- 
ness ;  it  seems  dangerous  to  me." 

"There  is  no  danger  if  you  are  obedient,  Humphrey." 

"I  think  there  is.  I  do  not  understand  what  happens. 
Do  you  make  use  of  what  the  Lady  Yva  called  the 
Fourth  Dimension,  so  that  our  bodies  pass  over  the 
seas  and  through  mountains,  like  the  vibrations  of  our 
Wireless,  of  which  I  was  speaking  to  you?" 

"No,  Humphrey.  That  method  is  good  and  easy, 
but  I  do  not  use  it  because  if  I  did  we  should  be  visible 
in  the  places  which  we  visit,  since  there  all  the  atoms 
that  make  a  man  would  collect  together  again  and  be  a 
man." 

"What,  then,  do  you  do?"  I  asked,  exasperated. 

"Man,  Humphrey,  is  not  one;  he  is  many.  Thus, 
amongst  other  things  he  has  a  Double,  which  can  see 
and  hear,  as  he  can  in  the  flesh,  if  it  is  separated  from 
the  flesh." 

"The  old  Egyptians  believed  that,"  I  said. 


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"  Did  they  ?  Doubtless  they  inherited  the  knowledge 
from  us,  the  Sons  of  Wisdom.  The  cup  of  our  learnini? 
was  so  full  that,  keep  it  secret  as  we  would,  from  time 
to  time  some  of  it  overflowed  among  the  vulgar,  and 
doubtless  thus  the  light  of  our  knowledge  stPi  burns 
feebly  m  the  world." 

I  reflected  to  myself  that  whatever  might  be  their 
other  characteristics,  the  Sons  of  Wisdom  had  lost  that 
of  modesty,  but  I  only  asked  how  he  used  his  Double, 
supposing  that  it  existed. 

"Very  easily."  he  answered.  "In  sleep  it  can  be 
drawn  from  the  body  and  sent  upon  its  mission  bv  one 
that  IS  its  master." 

"Then  while  you  were  asleep  for  all  those  thousands 
of  years  your  Double  must  have  made  many  jpurneys." 

"Perhaps,"  he  replied  quietly,  "and  my  spirit  also, 
which  IS  another  part  of  me  that  may  have  dwelt  in 
the  bodies  of  other  men.  But  unhappily,  if  so  I  forget, 
and  that  is  why  I  have  so  much  to  learn  and  must  even 
make  use  of  such  poor  instruments  as  you,  Humphrey." 

"Then  if  I  sleep  and  you  distil  my  Double  out  of 
me,  I  suppose  that  you  sleep  too.  In  that  case  who 
distils  your  Double  out  of  you.  Lord  Oro  ?  " 

He  grew  angry  and  answered  : 

"  Ask  no  more  questions,  blind  and  ignorant  as  you 
It  is  your  part  not  to  examine,  but  to  obey.  Sleep 
'  and  again  he  waved  his  hand  over  me. 

In  an  instant,  as  it  seemed,  we  were  standing  in  a 
grey  old  town  that  I  judged  from  its  appearance  must 
be  either  in  northern  France  or  Belgium.  It  was  much 
shattered  by  bombardment;  the  church,  for  instance, 
was  a  ruin ;  also  many  of  the  houses  had  been  burnt. 
Now,  however,  no  firing  was  going  on  for  the  town 
had  been  taken.  The  streets  were  full  of  armed  men 
wearing  the  German  uniform  and  helmet.  We  passed 
down  them  and  were  able  to  see  into  the  houses.  In 
some  of  these  were  German  soldiers  engaged  in  looting 
and  in  other  things  so  horrible  that  even  the  unmoved 
Oro  turned  away  his  head. 


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asa       When  the  World  Shook 

We  came  to  tlie  tnarket-pUce.  It  was  crowded  with 
German  troops,  also  with  a  great  number  of  the  in. 
habitants  of  the  town,  most  of  them  elderlv  men  and 
women  with  children,  who  had  fallen  into  their  power. 
The  Germans,  under  the  command  of  o£Bcers,  were 
dragging  the  men  from  the  arms  of  their  wives  and 
children  to  one  side,  and  with  rifle-butts  beating  back 
the  screaming  women.  Among  the  men  I  noticed  two 
or  three  priests  who  were  doing  their  best  to  soothe  their 
companions  and  even  giving  them  absolution  in  hurried 
whispers. 

At  length  the  separat'on  was  effected,  whereon  at  a 
hoarse  word  of  commar  ^  a  company  of  soldiers  began 
to  fire  at  the  men  and  t  ntinue^*  doing  so  until  all  had 
fallen.  Then  petty  officers  went  among  the  slaughtered 
and  with  pistols  blew  out  the  brains  of  any  who  still 
moved. 

"These  butchers,  you  say,  are  Germans?"  asked 
Oro  of  me. 

"Yes,"  I  answered,  sick  with  horror,  for  though  I 
was  in  the  mind  and  not  in  the  body,  I  could  feel  as  the 
mind  does.  Had  I  been  in  the  body  also,  I  should 
have  fainted. 

"Then  we  need  not  waste  time  in  visiting  their 
country.    It  is  enough;  let  us  go  on." 

We  passed  out  mto  the  open  land  and  came  to  a 
village.  It  was  in  the  occupation  of  German  cavalry. 
Two  of  them  held  a  little  girl  of  nine  or  ten,  one  by  her 
body,  the  other  by  her  right  hand.  An  officer  stood 
between  them  with  a  drawn  sword  fronting  the  terrified 
child.  He  was  a  horrible,  coarse-faced  man  who  looked 
to  me  as  though  he  had  been  drinking. 

"I'll  teach  the  young  devil  to  show  us  the  wrong 
road  and  let  those  French  swine  escape,"  he  shouted, 
and  struck  with  the  sword.  The  girl's  right  hand  fell 
to  the  eround. 

""W^r  as  practised  by  the  Germans  I"  remarked 
Oro.  Then  he  stepped,  or  seemed  to  step,  up  to  the 
man  and  whispered,  or  seemed  to  whisper,  in  his  ear. 

I  do  not  know  what  tongue  or  what  spirit  speech  he 


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used,  or  what  he  said,  but  the  Woated-faced  brute  turned 

"I  Y* '    ^    '"^''  *'""  '"'• 

I  think  there  are  spirits  in  this  place,"  he  said  with 

fnS'^"?  ~,"*-  "^  ~"'<*  have  sworn  that  s^tWnJ 
told  me  that  I  was  going  to  die.    Mount  1 "    """^"""^ 

"  waS!""^iro?::^  ""'^ »"«"" '°  "''•  •-•y- 

.^r^oJ''  »M»  out  Of  a  dark  cloud  appeared  an 
aeroplane.  Its  pilot  saw  the  band  of  t;<  n-.aiUb!„,,,h 
and  dropped  a  bomb.     The  aim   wa.     o^T^rJhe 

cloud^of  dust  from  which  arose  the  sen  .,n.  of^nen'Td 

"Come  and  see,"  said  Oro. 

We  were  there.    Out  of  the  cloud  of  dust  aoueared 

vnn/ZA^u'"^ ''*"'*  ^hen  the  horror  \vas  done 
n  •  1,^"  i**"  °*''"*  *■"«  dead  except  the  officer  who 
had  worked  the  deed.    He  was  still  living,  but  bSth  his 

Sv  he  di^S'  ^  ^''  ^"'  ^$^ ''«"  '"°'^"  awar  Pre- 
sently he  died,  screaming  to  God  for  mercy. 

We  passed  on  and  came  to  a  barn  with  wide  doors 

that  swung  a  little  in  the  wind,  cauW  The  ™^^ 

hinges  to  scream  like  a  creature    n  pain.    On  ea?h  S 

these  doors  hung  a  dead  man  crucified^  The  hat"f  one 

shai'of  ifthK  ''"'  ^T'^'.-'^<i  I  knew  from  the 
P?N?i  "  "*'  ^  ^»s  a  Colonial  soldier. 

th-m     Ir."  T  *^'i  '"^•"  ^'■'*  Oto  after  surveying 

fifth?"  ^*^    ^""'*""   ^'•^^    "^   y°"'    Chrillian 

ruler'I'lL.*'"*  "'*'  ^^""  °^  ^°*'  **  «'*«y«  «"  their 
"Ahf"  he  said,  "I  am  glad  that  I  worshio  Fat*. 
Bast.n  the  priest  need  trouble^me  no  more  "       '^ 

Bastil'hims^'lf'°'""*''"^  ^^'"^  ^«'^ '"  '  '-d.  quoting 

m,.rh*«''*i'^"f  ^  '"*'*^'^  ^  ''^^•^  always  held,  but  after 
^orLjl  /  •'^""°'  undersund  the  manner  of  tS 
working.    Fate  is  enough  for  me." 


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We  went  on  and  came  to  a  flat  country  that  was 
lined  with  ditches,  all  of  them  full  of  men,  Germans  on 
one  side,  English  and  French  upon  the  other.  A 
terrible  bombardment  shook  the  earth,  the  shells  rain- 
ing upon  the  ditches.  Presently  that  from  the  English 
guns  ceased  and  out  of  the  trenches  in  front  of  them 
thousands  of  men  were  vomited,  who  ran  forward 
through  a  hail  of  fire  in  which  scores  and  hundreds 
fell,  across  an  open  piece  of  ground  that  was  pitted 
with  shell  craters.  They  came  to  barbed  wire  defences, 
or  what  remained  of  them,  cut  the  wire  with  nippers 
and  pulled  up  the  posts.  Then  through  the  gaps  they 
s  ;'-ged  in,  shouting  and  hurling  hand  grenades.  They 
reached  the  German  trenches,  they  leapt  into  them  and 
from  those  holes  arose  a  hellish  din.  Pistols  were  fired 
and  everywhere  bayonets  flashed. 

Behind  them  rushed  a  horde  of  little,  dark-skinned 
men,  Indians  who  carried  great  knives  in  their  hands. 
Those  leapt  over  the  first  trench  and  running  on  with 
wild  yells,  dived  into  the  second,  those  who  were  left  of 
them,  and  there  began  hacking  with  their  kr'-es  at  the 
defenders  and  the  soldiers  who  worked  tr-  spitting 
maxim  guns.  In  twenty  minutes  it  was  over;  those 
lines  of  trenches  were  taken,  and  once  more  from  either 
side  the  guns  began  to  boom. 

"War  again.'^said  Oro,  "clean,  honest  war,  such  as 
the  god  I  call  Fate  decrees  for  man.  I  have  seen 
enough.  Now  I  would  visit  those  whom  you  call 
Turks.  I  understand  they  have  another  worship  and 
perhaps  they  are  nobler  than  these  Christians." 

We  came  to  a  hilly  country  which  I  recognised  as 
Armenia,  for  once  I  travelled  there,  and  stopped  on  a 
seashore.  Here  were  the  Turks  in  thousands.  They 
were  engaged  in  driving  before  them  mobs  of  men, 
women  and  children  in  countless  numbers.  On  and  on 
they  drove  them  till  they  reached  the  shore.  There 
they  massacred  them  with  bayonets,  with  bullets,  or  by 
drowning.  I  remember  a  dreadful  scene  of  a  poor 
woman  standing  up  to  her  waist  in  the  water.  Three 
children  were  clinging  to  her— but  I  cannot  go  on, 


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really  I  cannot  go  on.  In  the  end  a  Turk  waded  out 
and  bayoneted  her  while  she  strove  io  protect  the  last 
living  child  with  her  poor  body  whence  it  sprang. 

"These,  I  understand,"  said  Oro,  pointing  to  the 
Turkish  soldiers,  "worship  a  prophet  who  they  say  is 
the  voice  of  God." 

"Yes,"  I  answered,  "and  therefore  they  massacre 
these  who  are  Christian  because  they  worship  God  with- 
out a  prophet." 

"And  what  do  the  Christians  massacre  each  other 
for?" 

"Power  and  the  wealth  and  territories  that  are 
power.  That  is,  the  King  of  the  Germans  wishes  to 
rule  the  world,  but  the  other  Nations  do  not  desire  his 
dominion.  Therefore  they  fight  for  Liberty  and 
Justice." 

"As  it  was,  so  it  is  and  shall  be,"  remarked  Oro, 
"only  with  this  difference.    In  the  old  world  some  were 

wise,  but  here "  and  he  stopped,  his  eyes  fixed  upon 

the  Armenian  woman  struggling  in  her  death  agony 
while  the  murderer  drowned  her  child,  then  added: 
"Let  us  go." 

Our  road  ran  across  the  sea.  On  it  we  saw  a  ship  so 
large  that  it  attracted  Oro's  attention,  and  for  once  he 
expressed  astonishment. 

"In  my  day,"  he  said,  "we  had  no  vessels  of  this 
greatness  in  the  world.    I  wish  to  look  upon  it." 

We  landed  on  the  deck  of  the  ship,  or  rather  the 
floating  palace,  and  examined  her.  She  carried  many 
passengers,  some  English,  some  American,  and  I 
pointed  out  to  Oro  the  differences  between  the  two 
peoples.  These  were  not,  he  remarked,  very  wide  except 
that  the  American  women  wore  more  jewels,  also  that 
some  of  the  American  men,  to  whom  we  listened  as 
they  conversed,  spoke  of  the  greatness  of  their  country, 
whereas  the  Englishmen,  if  they  said  anything  concern- 
ing it,  belittled  their  country. 

Presently,  on  the  surface  of  the  sea  at  a  little  dis- 
tance apfjeared  something  strange,  a  small  and 
ominous  object  like  a  can  on  the  top  of  a  pole.    A  voice 


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1  "^ 


cried  out  "  Submarine  I "  and  everyone  near  rushed  to 
look. 

"If  those  Germans  try  any  of  their  monkey  tricks 
on  us,  I  guess  the  United  States  will  give  them  hell," 
mid  another  voice  near  by. 

Then  from  the  direction  of  the  pole  with  the  tin  can 
on  the  top  of  it,  came  something  which  caused  a  dis- 
turbance in  the  smooth  water  and  bubbles  to  rise  in  its 
wake. 

"A  torpedo  1 "  cried  some. 

"Shut  your  mouth,"  said  the  voice.  "Who  dart- 
torpedo  a  vessel  full  of  the  citizens  of  the  United 
States?" 

Next  came  a  booming  crash  and  a  flood  of  up- 
thrown  water,  in  the  wash  of  which  that  speaker  was 
carried  away  into  the  deep.  Then  horror!  horror! 
horror!  indescribable,  as  the  mighty  vessel  went  wal- 
lowing to  her  doom.  Boats  launched;  boats  overset; 
boats  dragged  under  by  her  rush  through  the  water 
which  could  not  be  stayed.  Maddened  men  and  women 
running  to  and  fro,  their  eyes  starting  from  their  heads, 
clasping  children,  fastening  lifebelts  over  their  costly 
gowns,  or  appearing  from  their  cabins,  their  hands 
filled  with  jewels  that  they  sought  to  save.  Orders 
cried  from  high  places  by  stern-faced  officers  doing 
their  duty  to  the  last.  And  a  little  way  off  that  thin 
pole  with  a  tin  can  on  the  top  of  it  watching  its  work. 

Then  the  plunge  of  the  enormous  ship  into  the  deep, 
its  huge  screws  still  whirling  in  the  air  and  the  boom  of 
the  bursting  boilers.  Lastly  everything  gone  save  a  few 
boats  floating  on  the  quiet  sea  and  around  them  dots 
that  were  the  heads  of  struggling  human  beings. 

"Let  us  go  home,"  said  Oro,  "I  grow  tired  of  this 
war  of  your  Christian  peoples.  It  is  no  better  than 
that  of  the  barbarian  nations  of  the  early  world.  Indeed 
it  is  worse,  since  then  we  worshipped  Fate  and  but  a 
few  of  us  had  wisdom.  Now  you  all  claim  wisdom  and 
declare  that  you  worship  a  God  of  Mercy." 

With  these  words  still  ringing  in  my  ears  I  woke  up 


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upon  the  Island  of  Orofena,  filled  witli  terror  at  the 
horrible  possibilities  of  nightmare. 

What  else  could  it  be  ?  There  was  the  brown  and 
ancient  cone  of  the  extinct  volcano.  There  were  the 
tall  palms  of  the  main  island  and  the  lake  glitterine  in 
the  sunlight  between.  There  was  Bastin  conducti^  a 
kind  of  Sunday  school  of  Orofenans  upon  the  point  of 
the  Rock  of  Offerings,  as  now  he  had  obtained  the  leave 
of  Oro  to  do.  There  was  the  mouth  of  the  cave,  and 
issuing  from  it  Bickley,  who  by  help  of  one  of  the 
hurricane  lamps  had  been  making  an  examination  of 
the  buried  remains  of  what  he  supposed  to  be  flying 
machines.  Without  doubt  it  was  nightmare,  and 
I  would  say  nothing  to  them  about  It  for  fear  of 
mockery. 

Yet  two  nights  later  Oro  came  again  and  after  the 
usual  preliminaries,  said  : 

"Humphrey,  this  night  we  will  visit  that  mighty 
American  nation,  of  which  you  have  told  me  so  much, 
and  the  other  Neutral  Countries. 

[At  this  point  there  is  a  gap  in  Mr.  Arbuthnot'.s 
MS.,  so  Oro  s  reflections  on  the  Neutral  Nations,  if 
any,  remain  unrecorded.     It  continues  :] 

On  our  homeward  way  we  passed  over  Australia, 
making  a  detour  to  do  so.  Of  the  cities  Oro  took  no 
account.  He  said  that  they  were  too  large  and  too 
many,  but  the  country  interested  him  so  much  that  I 
gathered  he  mu.st  have  given  great  attention  to  agricul- 
ture at  some  time  in  the  past.  He  pointed  out  to  me 
that  the  climate  was  fine,  and  the  land  so  fertile  that 
with  a  proper  system  of  irrigation  and  water-storage  it 
could  support  tens  of  millions  and  feed  not  only  itself 
but  a  great  part  of  the  outlying  world. 

"But  where  are  the  people?"  he  asked.  "Outside 
of  those  huge  hives,"  and  he  indicated  the  great  cities, 
"I  see  few  of  them,  though  doubtless  some  of  the  men 
are  fighting  in  this  war.  Well,  in  the  days  to  come 
this  must  be  remedied." 


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If^  j  958       When  the  World  Shook 

I  .    Over  New  Zealand,  which  he  found  beautiful,  he 

li.       !  shook  his  head  for  the  same  reason. 

On  another  night  we  visited  the  East.  China  with 
Its  teeming  millions  interested  him  extremely,  partly 
because  he  declared  these  to  be  the  descendants  of  one 
of  the  barbarian  nations  of  his  own  day.  He  made  a 
remark  to  the  effect  that  this  race  had  always  possessed 
pomts  and  capacities,  and  that  he  thought  that  with 
proper  government  and  instruction  their  Chinese  off- 
spring would  be  of  use  in  a  regenerated  world. 
;  For  the  Japanese  and  all  that  they  had  done  in  two 

^|  snort  generations,   he  went  so  far  as  to  express  real 

adniiration,  a  very  rare  thing  with  Oro,  who  was  by 
f  ,  ,  nature  critical.     I  could  see  that  mentally  he    put  a 

white  mark  against  their  name. 

India,    too,    really   moved   him.     He   admired    the 

ancient  buildings  at  Delhi  and  Agra,  especially  the  Taj 

Mahal.    This,  he  declared,  was  reminiscent  of  some  of 

the  palaces  that  stood  at  Pani,  the  capital  city  of  the 

.  i  Sons  of  Wisdom,  before  it  was  destroyed  by  the  Bar- 

;  .}  barians.     The  English  administration  of  the  country 

[■"\  also  attracted  a  word  of  praise  from  him,  I  think  because 

;  of  its  rather  autocratic  character.     Indeed  he  went  so 

far  as  to  declare  that,   with   certain   modifications,    it 

should  be  continued  in  the  future,  and  even  to  intimate 

r-  ,  'hat  he  would  bear  the  matter  in  mind.     Democratic 

',  forms  of  government  had  no  charms  for  Ore. 

iM  1  Amongst  other  places,  we  stopped  at  Benares  and 

IJgS  '  watched  the  funeral  rites  in  progress  upon  the  banks 

H|  t  of  the  holy  Ganges.    The  bearers  of  the  dead  brought 

mk  :  the  body  of  a  woman  wrapped  in  a  red  shroud  that 

glittered  with  tinsel  ornaments.    Coming  forward  at  a 

run  and  chanting  as  they  ran,  they  placed  it  upon  the 

stones  for  a  little  while,  then  lifted   it  up  again  and 

carried  it  down  the  steps  to  the  edge  of  the  river.    Here 

they  took  water  and  poured  it  over  the  corpse,   thus 

perfor;ning   the   rite  of    the   baptism   of  death.     This 

done,  they  placed  its  feet  in  the  water  and  left  it  looking 

very    small    and    lonely.    Presently    appeared    a    tali, 

white-draped  woman  who  took  her  stand  by  the  body 


Oro  and  Arbuthnot  Travel      259 

and  wailed.  It  was  the  dead  one's  mother.  Again 
the  JDcarers  approached  and  laid  the  corose  upon  the 
flaming  pyre. 

"These  rites  are  ancient,"  said  Oro.  "When  I  ruled 
as  King  of  the  World  they  were  practised  in  this  very 
place.  It  is  pleasant  to  me  to  find  something  that  has 
survived  the  changefulness  of  Time.  Let  it  continue 
till  the  end." 

Here  I  will  cease.  These  experiences  that  I  have 
recorded  are  but  samples,  for  also  we  visited  Russia  and 
other  countries.  Perhaps,  too,  they  were  not  experi- 
ences at  all,  but  only  dreams  consequent  on  my  state 
of  health.  I  cannot  say  for  certain,  thoueh  much  of 
what  I  seemed  to  see  fitted  in  very  well  mdeed  with 
what  I  learned  in  after  days,  and  certainly  at  the  time, 
they  appeared  as  real  as  though  Oro  and  I  had  stood 
together  U{x>n  those  various  shores. 


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love's  eternal  altar 

Now  of  all  these  happenings  I  said  very  little  to  Bastin 
and  Bickley.  The  former  would  not  have  understood 
them,  and  the  latter  attributed  what  I  did  tell  him  to 
mental  delusions  following  on  my  illness.  To  Yva  I 
did  speak  about  them,  however,  imploring  her  to 
explain  their  origin  and  to  tell  me  whether  or  not  they 
were  but  visions  of  the  night. 

She  listened  to  me,  as  I  thought  not  without 
anxiety,  from  which  I  gathered  that  she  too  feared  for 
my  mind.     It  was  not  so,  however,  for  she  said : 

"I  am  glad,  O  Humphrey,  that  your  journeyings 
are  done,  since  such  things  are  not  without  danger. 
He  who  travels  far  out  of  the  body  may  chance  to 
return  there  no  more." 

"But  were  they  journeyings,  or  dreams?"  1  asked. 

She  evaded  a  direct  answer. 

"I  cannot  say.  My  father  has  great  powers.  I  do 
not  know  them  all.  It  is  possible  that  they  were  neither 
journeying  nor  dreams.  Mayhap  he  used  you  as  the 
sorcerers  m  the  old  days  used  the  magic  glass,  and 
after  he  had  put  his  spell  upon  you,  read  in  your  mind 
that  which  passes  elsewhere." 

I  understood  her  to  refer  to  what  we  call  clairvoy- 
ance, when  the  person  entranced  reveals  secret  or 
distant  things  to  the  entrancer.  This  is  a  more  or  less 
established  phenomenon  and  much  less  marvellous  than 
the  actual  transportation  of  the  spiritual  self  through 
space.  Only  I  never  knew  of  an  instance  in  which 
the  seer,  on  awaking,  remembered  the  things  that  he 
had  seen,  as  in  my  case.  There,  however,  the  matter 
rested,  or  rests,  for  I  could  extract  nothing  more  from 
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261 

Yva.  who  appeared  to  me  to  have  her  orders  on  the 
_     Nor  did  Oro  ever  talk  of  what  I  had  c-.™,.^  . 

mmmM 

w™  }     d'scovered  that  it  contained  compressed  in 
formation  about  the  various  countries  of  the  world   al^ 
concerning  almost  every  other  matter.    Mv  beiref  U  fhTf 
w.th,n  a  month  or  so  tLt  marvellous  ofd^man  no^nlv 
^mP^h'  stupendous  work  from  end  to  end,  but  that  he 

At  iST*  ^^^T*"'"^  °^  '"^^^^s'  *hich  t  contained! 
At  least,  he  wou  d  appear  and  show  the  fullest  acquaim- 
ance  with  certam  subjects  or  places,   seekinrfurthir 

X  '^Zi:^:^^ '''"''  -'^^"^  ^-y  °^-" "-» 

An  accident,  as  it  chanced,  whereof  I  need  not  set 

^hVt^  '^T^^^'  ^"^^  -"«  '<>  ^i-^over  that  hfs  remarik 
able  knowledge  was  limited.    Thus,  at  one  period    he 
knew  httle  about  any  modern  topic  ;hich  l^gan  wi'th  a 
letter  later  m  the  alphabet  than,  let  us  sav    C     A  few 
days  afrerwards  he  was  acquainled  with^h^osT  uplo  F 
or  G ;  and  so  on  till  he  reached  Z,  when  he  appeared  to 
^H«H    v.°''  *^'"y*'''"g'  «"d  returned  the  book^   Now? 
indeed,  he  was  a  monument  of  learning,  very  ancien 
and  very  new,  and  with  some  EncyclopadiaLarner^' 
facts  or  deductions  of  what  had  hap^ned  betwf^n 
thJ^l'^r''  ^  *°°u- '°  ^s'^opomical  research,  for  more 
sSdv,W  tJl^''  h>m  standing  on  the  rock  at  night 
studying  the  heavens.    On  one  of  these  occasions  when 
he  had  the  two  metal  plates,  of  which  I  have  spokerin 
lil  ifnlti  \u?l"'^'^  to  approach  and  ask  what  he  did. 
He  replied  that  he  was  checkinq:  his  calculations  that  he 
found  to  be  quite  correct,  an  exact  period  of  two  hundred 
and  fifty  thousand  years  having  gone  bv  since  .V  laid 


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263       When  the  World  Shook 

himself  down  to  sleep.  Then,  by  aid  of  the  plates,  he 
pointed  out  to  me  certain  alterations  that  nad  hap- 
pened during  that  period  in  the  positions  of  some  of 
the  stars. 

For  instance,  he  showed  me  one  which,  by  help  of 
my  glasses,  I  recognised  as  Sirius,  and  remarked  that 
two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  years  ago  it  was  further 
away  and  much  smaller.  Now  it  was  precisely  in  the 
place  and  ot  the  size  which  he  had  predicted,  and  he 
pointed  to  it  on  his  prophfti^  map.  Again  he  indicated 
a  star  that  the  night-glas"  old  me  was  CapcHa,  which, 
I  suppose,  is  one  of  the  rs  est  brilliant  stars  in  the  sky, 
and  showed  me  that  on  the  map  he  had  made  two  hun- 
dred and  fifty  thousand  years  ago,  it  did  not  exist,  as 
then  it  was  too  far  north  to  appear  thereon.  Still,  he  ob- 
served, the  passage  of  this  vast  period  of  time  had  pro- 
duced but  little  effect  upon  the  face  of  the  heavens.  To 
the  human  eye  the  majority  of  the  stars  had  not  moved 
so  very  far. 

"And  yet  they  travel  fast,  O  Humphrey,"  he  said. 
"Consider  then  how  great  is  their  journey  between  the 
time  they  gather  and  that  day  when,  worn-out,  once 
more  they  melt  to  vaporous  gas.  You  think  me  long- 
lived  who  compared  to  them  exist  but  a  tiny  fraction  of 
a  second,  nearly  all  of  which  I  have  baen  doomed  to 
pass  in  sleep.  And,  Humphrey,  I  desire  to  live— I,  who 
have  great  plans  and  would  shake  the  world.  But  my 
day  draws  in ;  a  few  brief  centuries  and  I  shall  be  gone, 
and — whither,  whither?" 

"If  you  lived  as  long  as  those  stars,  the  end  would 
be  the  same,  Oro." 

"Yes,  but  the  life  of  the  stars  is  very  long,  millions 
of  millions  of  years;  also,  after  death,  they  re-form,  .is 
other  stars.  But  shall  I  re-form  as  another  Oro  ?  With 
all  my  wisdom,  I  do  not  know.  It  is  known  to  Fate 
only — Fate — the  master  of  worlds  and  men  and  the  gods 
they  worship — Fate,  whom  it  may  please  to  spill  my 
gathered  knowledge,  to  be  lost  in  the  sands  of  Time." 

"It  seems  that  you  are  great,"  I  said,  "and  have 
lived  lon'j  and  learned  much.    Yet  the  end  of  it  is  that 


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Love's  Eternal  Altar  263 

wirh'in  '*/'°'  """"Phrey.    Presently  you  will  die   and 

.«  You  h:!""'^,:'"  '  *'"'"  ^'«  *'^  and  be  as  you 
*re.  You  believe  that  you  will  live  again  eternallv  l^ 
may  be  so  because  you  do  believe  sinr..  kI?-  i^i'  " 
Faith  to  shape  the  future,  if  oSy  for'a  ittle  wh^^B*? 

dte" E^iffT  }"" ^^™y;^  ^''"^  and  thereLri  i  mus 
tLJ^^■   Ji^^^P  "«^*'."  ^°'  «"S  of  thousands  of  yw" 

Tnd  tha  'l  sha  f  „^?'  '"  u  ^  "'*•'  ^'"P  '»  "nconsc^iuS 
ana  tnat  l  shall  only  wake  again  to  d  e.  since  sleen  Hn«. 
not  restore  to  us  our  youth  7"  ^  °°^^ 

-  »  "1,"^*^'  a'"^„*alked  up  and  down  the  rock  with 

wj/;ia'rcLt"VkS\^^^^^^^^^^^ 

mfkeTou'Se"'  I'i'  "•'*  '^y  °^  mine  shairbe''"to 
2!»  fi,^  believe.  I  have  great  powers  and  you  shall 
see  them  at  work,  and  afterwards,  if  things  po  rii^h 

mts^bfecS*  ^H^rk^^'^*''"*'-  P^^aps,  Tthf  fiK 
r^io,fi=;/  Hearken  nowj  in  one  small  matter  mv 

calculations,  made  so  long  ago,  have  gone  wrong  Th^v 
showed  me  that  at  this  time  a  day  of  earthouakf  i  \,^l 

Z^r  '"11,'^*'"  ""^  "«»'"  haJe  rockedlnd  JlitThi 
world,  would  recur.  But  now  it  seems  that  there  s  an 
error,  a  tiny  error  of  eleven  hundred  years  which  mus^ 
go  by  before  those  earthquakes  come." 

,«n„»  f  ^°"  ^"'*'"  I  suggested  humbly,  "that  there 
IS  not  also  an  error  in  those  star-maps  you  hold?" 

1  am  sure,  Humphrey.     Some  day,  who  knows? 
you  may  return  to  your  world  of  modern  men  whTl 
fmJ    't  r  ''"«*'«dge  of  the  great  science  of  T^ron 
omy.    Take  now  these  maps  with  which  I  have  done 

f«  themTll"""  V^^  ""r  '^""•^'^  °f  those  men  and 
let  them  tell  you  whether  I  was  right  or  wrong  in  what 

I  wrote  upon  this  metal  two  hundred  and  fifty  thouIaS 
years  ago,  Whatever  else  is  false,  at  least  the  sUr^^ 
their  motions  can  never  lie." 

Then  he  handed  me  the  maps  and  was  gone.    I  have 


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264       When  the  World  Shook 

them  to-day,  and  if  ever  this  boolc  is  published,  they 
will  appear  with  it,  that  those  who  are  qualified  may 
judge  of  them  and  of  the  truth  or  otherwise  of  Oro  s 
words. 

From  that  night  forward  for  quite  a  long  time  I  saw 
Oro  no  more.  Nor  indeed  did  any  of  us,  since  for  some 
reason  of  his  own  he  forbade  us  to  visit  the  underground 
city  of  Nyo.  Oddly  enough,  however,  he  commanded 
Yva  to  brmg  down  the  spaniel.  Tommy,  to  be  with  him 
from  time  to  time.  When  I  asked  her  why,  she  said  it 
was  because  he  was  lonely  and  desired  the  dog's  com- 
panionship. It  seemed  to  us  very  strange  that  this 
super-man,  who  h|id  the  wisdom  of  ten  Solomons 
gathered  in  one  within  his  breast,  should  yet  desire 
the  company  of  a  little  dog.  What  then  was  the 
worth  of  learning  and  long  life,  or,  indeed,  of  any- 
thing? Well,  Solomon  himself  asked  the  question 
ages  since,  and  could  give  no  answer  save  that  all  is 
vanity. 

I  noted  about  this  time  that  Yva  began  to  grow  very 
sad  and  troubled;  indeed,  looking  at  Tier  suddenly  on 
two  or  three  occasions,  I  saw  that  her  beautiful  eyes 
were  aswim  with  tears.  Also,  I  noted  that  always  as 
she  grew  sadder  she  became,  in  a  sense,  more  human. 
In  the  beginning  she  was,  as  it  were,  far  away.  One 
could  never  forget  that  she  was  the  child  of  some  alien 
race  whose  eyes  had  looked  upon  the  world  when,  by 
comparison,  humanity  was  young;  at  times,  indeed,  she 
might  have  been  the  denizen  of  another  planet,  strayed 
to  earth.  Although  she  never  flaunted  it,  one  felt  that 
her  simplest  word  hid  secret  wisdom ;  that  to  her  books 
were  open  in  which  we  could  not  read.  Moreover,  as 
I  have  said,  occasionally  power  flamed  out  of  her,  power 
that  was  beyond  our  ken  and  understanding. 

Yet  with  all  this  there  was  nothing  elfish  about  her, 
nothing  uncanny.  She  was  always  kind,  and,  as  wf 
could  feel,  innately  good  and  gentle-hearted,  just  a 
woman  made  half-divine  by  gifts  and  experience  that 
others  lack.  She  did  not  even  make  use  of  ber  wondrous 


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beau^  to  madden  men,  as  she  might  well  have  done  had 
»he  been  so  minded.  It  is  true  that  both  Bastin  and 
Bickley  fell  m  love  with  her,  but  that  was  only  because 
all  with  whom  she  had  to  do  must  love  her,  and  then 
when  she  told  them  that  it  might  not  be,  it  was  in  such 
a  fashion  that  no  soreness  was  left  behind.  They  went 
on  loving  her.  that  was  all,  but  as  men  love  their  sisters 
or  their  daughters;  as  we  conceive  that  they  may  love  in 
that  land  where  there  is  no  marrying  or  giving  in 
marriage. 

But  now,  in  her  sadness,  she  drew  ever  nearer  to  us, 
and  especially  to  myself,  more  in  tune  with  our  age  and 
thought.  In  truth,  save  for  her  royal  and  glittering 
loveliness  in  which  there  was  some  quality  which  pr<> 
claimed  her  of  another  blood,  and  for  that  reserve  of 
hidden  power  which  at  times  would  look  out  of  her  eyes 
or  break  through  her  words,  she  might  in  most  ways 
have  been  some  singularly  gifted  and  beautiful  modern 
woman. 

The  time  has  come  when  I  must  speak  of  my  relations 
with  Yva  and  of  their  climax.  As  may  have  been 
guessed,  from  the  first  I  began  to  love  her.  While  the 
weeks  went  on  that  love  grew  and  grew,  until  it  utterly 
poMessed  me,  although  for  a  certain  reason  connected 
with  one  dead,  at  first  I  fought  against  it.  Yet  it  did 
not  develop  quite  in  the  fashion  that  might  have  been 
expected.  There  was  no  blazing  up  of  passion's  fire; 
rather  was  there  an  ever-increasing  glow  of  the  holiest 
affection,  till  at  last  it  became  a  lamp  by  which  I  must 
guide  my  feet  through  life  and  death.  This  love  of 
mine  seemed  not  of  earth  but  from  the  stars.  As  yet  I 
had  said  nothing  to  her  of  it  because  in  some  way  I  felt 
that  she  did  not  wish  me  to  do  so,  felt  also  that  she  was 
well  aware  of  all  that  passed  within  my  heart,  and 
desired,  as  it  were,  to  give  it  time  to  ripen  there.  Then 
one  day  there  came  a  change,  and  though  no  glance  or 
touch  of  Yva's  told  me  so,  I  knew  that  the  bars  were 
taken  down  and  that  I  might  speak. 

It  was  a  night  of  full  moon.    All  that  afternoon  she 


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had  been  talking  to  Bastin  apart,  I  suppose  about 
religion,  for  I  saw  that  he  had  some  books  in  his  hand 
from  which  he  was  expounding  something  to  her  in  his 
slow,  earnest  way.  Then  she  came  and  sat  with  us 
while  we  took  our  evening  meal.  I  remember  that  mine 
consisted  of  some  of  the  Life-water  which  she  had 
brought  with  her  and  fruit,  for,  as  I  think  I  have  said, 
I  had  acquired  her  dislike  to  meat,  also  that  she  ate 
some  plantains,  throwing  the  skins  for  Tommy  to  fetch 
and  laughing  at  his  play.  When  it  was  over,  Bastin 
and  Bickley  went  away  together,  whether  by  chance  or 
design  I  do  not  know,  and  she  said  to  me  suddenly  : 

"Humphrey,  you  have  often  asked  me  about  the  city 
Pani,  of  which  a  little  portion  of  the  ruins  remains  upon 
this  island,  the  rest  being  buried  beneath  the  waters.  If 
you  wish  I  will  show  you  where  our  royal  palace  was 
before  the  barbarians  destroyed  it  with  their  airships. 
The  moon  is  very  bright,  and  by  it  we  can  see." 

I  nodded,  for,  knowing  what  she  meant,  somehow  I 
could  not  answer  her,  and  we  began  the  ascent  of  the 
hill.  She  explained  to  me  the  plan  of  the  palace  when 
we  reached  the  ruins,  showing  me  where  her  own  apart- 
ments had  been,  and  the  rest.  It  was  very  strange  to 
hear  her  quietly  telling  of  buildings  which  had  stood 
and  of  things  that  had  happened  over  two  hundred  and 
fifty  thousand  years  before,  much  as  any  modern  lady 
might  do  of  a  house  that  had  been  destroyed  a  month 
ago  by  an  earthquake  or  a  Zeppelin  bomb,  while  she 
described  the  details  of  a  disaster  which  now  frightened 
her  no  more.  I  think  it  was  then  that  for  the  first  time 
I  really  began  to  believe  that  in  fact  Yva  had  lived  all 
those  aeons  since  and  been  as  she  still  appeared. 

We  passed  from  the  palace  to  the  ruins  of  the  temple, 
through  what,  as  she  said,  had  been  a  pleasure-garden, 
pointing  out  where  a  certain  avenue  of  rare  palms  had 
grown,  down  which  once  it  was  her  habit  to  walk  in  the 
cool  of  the  day.  Or,  rather,  there  were  two  terraced 
temples,  one  dedicated  to  Fate  like  that  in  the  under- 
ground city  of  Nyo,  and  the  other  to  Love.  Of  the 
temple  to  Fate  she  told  me  her  father  had  been  the  High 


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Priest,  and  of  the  temple  to  Love  she  was  the  Hieh 
Priestess.  * 

Then  it  was  that  I  understood  why  she  had  brought 
me  here. 

She  led  the  way  to  a  marble  block  covered  with  worn- 
out  carvings  and  almost  buried  in  the  debris.  This,  she 
said,  was  the  alUr  of  ofiferings.  I  asked  her  what  offer- 
ings, and  she  replied  with  a  smile  : 

"Only  wine,  to  signify  the  spirit  of  life,  and  flowers 
to  symbolise  its  fragrance,"  and  she  laid  her  fingsr  on 
a  cup-like  depression,  still  apparent  in  the  marble,  into 
which  the  wine  was  poured. 

Indeed,  I  gathered  that  there  was  nothing  coarse  or 
bacchanalian  about  this  worship  of  a  prototype  of 
Aphrodite;  on  the  contrary,  that  it  was  more  or 
less  spiritual  and  ethereal.  We  sat  down  on  the  altar 
stone.  I  wondered  a  little  that  she  should  have  done  so, 
but  she  read  my  thought,  and  answered  : 

"Sometimes  we  change  our  faiths,  Humphrey,  or 
perhaps  they  grow.  Also,  have  I  not  told  you  that 
sacrifices  were  offered  on  this  altar?"  and  she  sighed 
and  smiled. 

I  do  not  know  which  was  the  sweeter,  the  smile  or 
the  sigh. 

We  looked  at  the  water  glimmering  in  the  crater 
beneath  us  on  the  edge  of  which  we  sat.  We  looked  at 
heaven  above  in  which  the  great  moon  sailed  royally. 
Then  we  looked  into  each  other's  eyes. 

"I  love  you,"  I  said. 

"I  know  it,"  she  answered  gently.  "You  have  loved 
me  from  the  first,  have  you  not?  Even  when  I  lay 
asleep  in  the  coffin  you  began  to  love  me,  but  until  you 
dreamed  a  certain  dream  you  would  not  admit  it." 

"  Yva,  what  was  the  meaning  of  that  dream  ?" 

"  I  cannot  say,  Humphrey.  But  I  tell  you  this.  As 
you  will  learn  in  time,  one  spirit  may  be  clothed  in 
different  garments  of  the  flesh." 

I  did  not  understand  her,  but,  in  some  strange  way, 
her  words  brought  to  my  mind  those  that  Natalie  spoke 
at  the  last,  and  I  answered : 


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268        When  the  World  Shook 

"  Yva,  when  my  wife  lay  dying  she  bade  me  seek  her 
elsewhere,  for  certainly  I  should  find  her.  Doubtless 
she  meant  beyond  the  shores  of  death — or  perhaps  she 
also  dreamed." 

She  bent  her  head,  looking  at  me  very  strangely. 

"  Your  wife,  too,  may  have  had  the  gift  of  dreams, 
Humphrey.  As  you  dream  and  I  dream,  so  mayhap 
she  dreamed.  Of  dreams,  then,  let  us  say  no  more,  since 
I  think  that  they  have  served  their  purpose,  and  all  three 
of  us  understand." 

Then  I  stretched  out  my  arms,  and  next  instant  my 
head  lay  upon  her  perfumed  breast.  She  lifted  it  and 
kissed  me  on  the  lips,  saying : 

"With  this  kiss  again  I  give  myself  to  you.  But 
oh  1  Humphrey,  do  not  ask  too  much  of  the  god  of 
my  people,  Fate,"  and  she  looked  me  in  the  eyes  and 
sighed. 

"What  do  you  mean?"  I  asked  trembling. 

"Many,  many  things.  Among  them,  that  happiness 
is  not  for  mortals,  and  remember  that  though  my  life 
began  long  ago,  I  am  mortal  as  you  are,  and  that  in 
eternity  time  makes  no  difference." 

"  And  if  so,  Yva,  what  then  ?  Do  we  meet  but  to 
part?" 

"Who  said  it?  Not  I.  Humphrey,  I  tell  you  this. 
Nor  earth,  nor  heaven,  nor  bell  have  any  bars  through 
which  love  cannot  burst  its  way  towards  re-union  and 
completeness.  Only  there  must  be  love,  manifested  in 
many  shapes  and  at  many  times,  but  ever  striving  to 
its  end,  which  is  not  of  the  flesh.  Aye.  love  that  has 
lost  itself,  love  scorned,  love  defeated,  love  that  seems 
false,  love  betrayed,  love  gone  astray,  love  wandering 
through  the  worlds,  love  asleep  and  living  in  its  sleep, 
love  awake  and  yet  sleeping;  all  love  that  has  in  it  the 
germ  of  life.  It  matters  not  what  form  love  takes.  If 
it  be  true  I  tell  you  that  it  will  win  its  way,  and  in  the 
many  that  it  has  seemed  to  worship,  still  find  the  one, 
though  perchance  not  here." 

At  her  words  a  numb  fear  gripped  my  heart. 
"  Not  here  ?    Then  where  ?  "  I  said. 


Love's  Eternal  Altar  269 

"Ask  your  dead  wife,  Humphrey.  Ask  the  dumb 
stars.  Ask  the  God  you  worship,  for  I  cannot  answer. 
save  in  one  word— Somewhere  1  Man,  be  not  afraid. 
Dou  you  thmk  that  such  as  you  and  I  can  be  lost  in  the 
achmg  abysms  of  space?  I  know  but  little,  yet  1  tell 
you  that  we  are  its  rulers.  I  tell  you  that  we,  too,  are 
gods.  If  only  we  can  aspire  and  believe.  For  the  doubt- 
ing and  timid  there  is  naught.  For  those  who  see  with 
the  eyes  of  the  soul  aad  stretch  out  their  hands  to  grasp 
there  is  all.     Even  Bastin  will  tell  you  this." 

"But,"  I  said,  "life  is  short.  Those  worlds  are  far 
away,  and  you  are  near." 

She  became  wonderful,  mysterious. 
"Near  I  am  far,"  she  said;  "and  far  I  am  near,  if 
only  this  love  of  yours  is  strong  enough  to  follow  and 
to  clasp.  And,  Humphrey,  it  needs  strength,  for  here 
1  am  afraid  that  it  will  bear  little  of  such  fruit  as  men 
desire  to  pluck." 

Again  terror  took  hold  of  me,  and  I  looked  at  her, 
for  I  did  not  know  what  to  say  or  ask. 

"Listen,"  she  went  on.  "Already  my  father  has 
offered  me  to  you  in  marriage,  has  he  not,  but  at  a  price 
which  you  do  not  understand?  Believe  me  is  one 
that  you  should  never  pay,  since  the  rule  of  ..e  world 
can  be  too  dearly  bought  by  the  slaughter  of  half  the 
world.    And  if  you  would  pay  it,  I  cannot." 

"But  this  is  madness!"  I  exclaimed.  "Your  father 
has  no  powers  over  our  earth." 

"I  would  that  I  could  think  so,  Humphrey.  I  tell 
you  that  he  has  powers  and  that  it  is  his  purpose  to  use 
them  as  he  has  done  before.  You,  too,  he  would  use. 
and  me." 

"And,  if  so,  Yva,  we  are  lords  of  ourselves.  Let  us 
take  each  other  while  we  may.    Bastin  is  a  priest." 

"Lords  of  ourselves!  Why,  for  aught  I  know,  at 
this  very  moment  Oro  watches  us  in  his  thought  and 
laughs.  Only  in  death,  Humphrey,  shall  we  pass  be- 
yond his  reach  and  become  lords  of  ourselves." 

"It  is  monstrous!"  I  cried.  "There  is  the  boat,  let 
us  fly  away. 


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270       When  the  World  Shook 

"What  boat  can  bear  us  out  of  the  stretch  of  the  arm 
of  the  old  god  of  my  people,  Fate,  whereof  Oro  is  (he 
n'&lj  Pnest'    Nay,  here  we  must  wait  our  doom." 

Doom,"  I  said— "doom?    What  then  is  about  to 
happen  ?  " 

"A  terrible  thing,  as  I  think,  Humphrey.  Or. 
rather,  it  will  not  happen." 

"Why  not,  if  it  must?" 

"Beloved,"  she  whispered,  "Bastin  has  expounded 
to  me  a  new  faith  whereof  the  master-word  is  Sacrifice. 
The  terrible  thing  will  not  happen  because  of  sacrifice! 
Ask  me  no  more." 

Sh?  mused  a  while,  seated  there  in  the  moonlight 
upon  the  ancient  altar  of  sacrifice,  the  veil  she  wore 
fallmg  about  her  face  and  making  her  mysterious.  Then 
she  threw  it  back,  showing  her  lovely  eyes  and  elittering 
hair,  and  laughed.  •/  »  s 

"  We  have  still  an  earthlv  hour,"  she  said ;  "  therefore 
let  us  forget  the  far,  dead  past  and  the  eternities  to  come 
and  be  jo)rful  in  that  hour.  Now  throw  your  arms  about 
me  and  I  will  tell  you  strange  stories  of  lost  days,  and 
you  shall  look  into  my  eyes  and  learn  wisdom,  and  you 
shall  kiss  my  lips  and  taste  of  bliss— you,  who  were  and 
are  and  shall  be— you,  the  beloved  of  Yva  from  the 
beginning  to  the  end  of  Time." 


Or, 


CHAPTER  XXII 


THE  COMMAND 

I  THINK  that  both  Bastin  and  Bickley,  by  instinct  as 
It  vyere,  knew  what  had  passed  between  V va  and  myself 
and  that  she  had  promised  herself  to  me.  They  showed 
this  by  the  way  in  which  they  avoided  any  mention  of 
her  name.  Also  they  began  to  talk  of  their  own  plans 
for  the  future  as  matters  in  which  I  had  no  part.  Thus 
1  heard  them  discussing  the  possibility  of  escape  from 
the  island  whereof  suddenly  they  seemed  to  have  grown 
w-eary,  and  whether  by  any  means  two  men  (two,  not 
three)  could  manage  to  sail  and  steer  the  lifeboat  that 
remained  upon  the  wreck.  In  short,  as  in  all  such  cases, 
the  woman  had  come  between;  also  the  pressure  of  a 
common  loss  caused  them  to  forget  their  differences  and 
to  draw  closer  together.  I,  who  had  succeeded  where 
they  both  had  failed,  was,  they  seemed  to  think,  out  of 
their  lives,  so  much  that  our  ancient  intimacy  had  ended. 

This  attitude  hurt  me,  perhaps  because  in  many 
respects  the  situation  was  awkward.  They  had,  it  is 
true,  taken  their  failures  extremely  well,  still  the  fact 
remained  that  both  of  them  had  fallen  in  love  with  the 
wonderful  creature,  woman  and  yet  more  than  woman, 
who  had  bound  herself  to  me.  How  then  could  we  go 
on  living  together,  I  in  prospective  possession  of  the 
"bj^ct  that  all  had  desired,  and  they  without  the  pale  ? 

Moreover,  they  were  jealous  in  another  and  quite  a 
different  fashion  because  they  both  loved  me  in  their 
own  ways  and  were  convinced  that  I  who  had  hitherto 
loved  them,  henceforward  should  have  no  affection  left 
to  spare,  since  surely  this  Glittering  Lady,  this  marvel 
of  wisdom  and  physical  perfections  would  take  it  all. 
Of  course  they  were  in  error,  since  even  if  I  could  have 
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272       When  the  World  Shook 

wo*;?l/°h^^  and  selfish,  this  was  no  conduct  that  Yva 
SVought""'''  °'  '"""  ''''"''''    S""  "^^  -" 

then^S*"^  the  Situation  I  reflected  a  little  while  and 
?.  l^^^  straight  out  to  them. 
My   friends,"   I  said,  "as    I  see  that   vou   have 

"Yes,  Arbuthnot,"  said  Bastin,  "we  saw  that  in 
your  face,  and  in  hers  as  she  bade  us  good  night  before 
she  went  into  the  cave,  and  we  congratulate  you  and 
wish  you  every  happiness."  *"  ^        "** 

in  BiSv''''V.°n'''"^  happiness,  old  fellow,"  chimed 
in  Hickley     He  paused  a  while,  then  added,  "  But  to 
be  honest,  I  am  not  sure  that  I  congratulate  you." 
II  Why  not,  Bickley  ?  "  ' 

„„»"i^°'  ^°^  *^^  l^^*°"  ^^^^  y°"  ""ay  suspect,  Arbuth- 
r^V  T^"  not  because  you  have  won  where  we  have 
lost,  as  It  was  only  to  be  expected  that  you  would  do,  but 
on  account  of  something  totally  different.  I  told  you 
a  while  ago  and  repetition  is  useless  and  painful.  I  need 

Sc^hli^"^^^'^,  ^^^^  ^'"^^  '''^"  ""y  conviction  has 
strengthened  and  I  am  sure,  sorry  as  I  am  to  say  it 
that  in  this  matter  you  must  prepare  for  disappointment 
and  calamity.  That  woman"  if  woman  shi^  reaHy '" 
wil  never  be  the  wife  of  mortal  man.  Now  be  angry 
with  me  if  you  like,  or  laugh  as  you  have  the  right  to 
do,  seeing  that  like  Bastin  and  yourself,  I  also  asked 
her  to  marry  me,  but  something  makes  me  speak  what 
I  believe  to  be  the  truth." 

II  Like  Cassandra,"  I  suggested. 

''Yes,  like  Cassandra  who  was  not  a  popular  per- 

At  first  I  was  inclined  to  resent  Bickley's  words— who 
would  not  have  been  in  the  circumstances?  Then  of  a 
sudden  there  rushed  in  upon  my  mind  the  conviction 
that  he  spoke  the  truth.  In  this  world  Yva  was  not  for 
me  or  any  man.  Moreover  she  knew  it,  the  knowledge 
peeped  out  of  every  word  she  spoke  in  our  passionate 
love  scene  by  the  lake.       She  was  aware,  and  sub- 


The  Command  273 

consciously  I  was  aware,  that  we  were  plighting  our 

U  e'lef?tI°l"'"^^"'  'r  """"y-  With  tilne  wf  had 
l«v!  h.,  ^V  T/°'  .'°"e  would  she  wear  the  ring  I 
gave  her  on  that  holy  night.  ^ 

acut^''*f^h^»hl'!";K'''''°.^  perceptions  normally  were  not 
t^Au  I  .'"^'.'^e  situation  was  strained  and  awkward 
and  broke  in  with  a  curious  air  of  forced  satisfaction  : 

Its  uncommonly  lucky  for  you, old  boy, that  you 
hp'ThJl  ?  ''"^  ^  clergyman  in  your  party,  as  I  shall 
r^,.f^  r  "J*"y  y?"  '"  *  respectable  fashion.  Of 
course  I  can't  say  that  the  Glittering  Lady  is  as  vet 
absolutely  converted  to  our  faith,  but^I  am  certain  tLt 
she  has  absorbed  enough  of  its  principles  to  justify  me 
in  uniting  her  in  Christian  wedlock."  ^ 

.»,»". Xf'"  '  ^"swered,  "  she  has  absorbed  its  principles ; 
she  told  me  as  inuch  herself.  Sacrifice,  for  instance," 
*"  .  *|  '  ?P°''!  ."'^  *ord  my  eyes  filled  with  tears. 
*-.,  K  ^^"'''^5  '  ''roke  in  Bickley  with  an  angry  snort, 
for  he  needed  a  vent  to  his  mental  disturbance!  "Rubl 
bish.  Whv  shoiild  every  religion  demand  sacrifice  as 
savages  do?    By  it  alone  they  stand  condemned." 

Because  as  I  think,  sacrifice  is  the  law  of  life,  at 
least  of  all  life  thai  is  worth  the  living,"  I  answered 
sadly  enough.  "Anyhow  I  believe  you  tre  right,  Bick- 
ley,_  and  that  Bastin  will  not  be  troubled  to  marry  us  " 

You  don't  mean,"  broke  in  Bastin  with  a  horrified 

air,      that  you  propose  to  dispense " 

.  "No,  Bastin,  I  don't  mean  that.  What  I  mean 
is  that  It  comes  upon  me  that  something  will  prevent 
this  marriage.  Sacrifice,  perhaps,  though  in  what  shape 
I  do  not  know.      And  now  good  night.    I  am  tired/' 

That  night  in  the  chill  dead  hour  before  the  dawn 
Oro  cime  again.  I  woke  up  to  see  him  seated  by  my 
bed,  majretic,  and,  as  it  seemed  to  me,  lambent,  though 
this  may  have  been  my  imagination. 

"  You  take  strange  liberties  with  my  daughter,  Bar- 
barian,  or  she  takes  strange  liberties  with  you,  it  does 
not  matter  which,"  he  said,  regarding  me  with  his  calm 
and  terrible  eyes. 


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274       When  the  Wo.ld  Shook 

"Why  do  you  presume  to  call  me  Barbarian  ?  "  I 
asked,  avoiding  the  main  issue. 

"  For  this  reason,  Humphrey.  All  men  aje  the 
same.  1  hey  have  the  same  organs,  the  s'<me  instincts, 
tlie  same  desires,  which  in  essence  are  but  two,  food  and 
rebirth  that  Nature  commands;  though  it  is  true  th«t 
millions  of  years  before  1  was  born,  as  I  have  learned 
from  the  records  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdo.n,  it  was  said  u;at 
they  were  half  ape.  Yet  being  the  same  there  is  between 
them  a  whole  sea  of  difference,  since  some  have  know- 
ledge and  others  none,  or  little.  Those  who  have  none 
or  little,  among  whom  you  must  be  numbered,  are  Bar- 
barians. 'Ihose  who  have  much,  among  whom  my 
daughter  and  I  are  the  sole  survivors,  are  the  In- 
structed. 

"There  are  nearly  two  thousand  millions  of  livine 
people  in  this  world,"  I  said,  "and  you  name  all  of  them 
Barbarians?" 

"All,  Humphrey,  excepting,  of  course,  myself  and 
my  daughter  who  are  not  known  to  be  alive.  You 
think  that  you  have  learned  much,  whereas  in  truth  vou 
are  most  igno.ant.  The  commonest  of  the  outer  nations, 
when  I  destroyed  them,  knew  more  than  your  wisest 
know  to-day." 

"You  are  mistaken,  Oro;  since  then  we  have  learned 
something  of  the  soul." 

"Ah  !  '  he  exclaimed,  "that  interest-:  me  an''  perhaps 
It  IS  true.  Also,  if  true  it  is  very  important,  as  I  have 
told  you  before— or  was  it  Bastin  ?  If  a  man  has  a  soul, 
he  lives,  whereas  even  we  Sons  of  Wisdom  die,  and  in 
Death  what  is  the  use  of  Wisdom  ?  Because  you  can 
believe,  you  have  souls  and  are  therefore,  perhaps,  heirs 
to  life,  foohsn  and  ignorant  as  yoi  are  to-day.  There- 
fore I  admit  you  and  Bastin  to  be  my  equals,  though 
Bickley,  who  like  myself  believes  nothing,  is  but  a 
common  chemist  and  doctor  of  disease." 
"Then  you  bow  to  Faith,  Oro?" 

t7  "u^'^^A  ^u'*  ^  ^'^'1''  ♦•'*'  ""y  S°^  Pate  also  bows  to 
Faith.  Perhaps,  .ndeed,  Faith  shapes  Fate,  not  Fate 
taith.    But  whence  comes  that  faith  which  even  I  with 


The  Command  375 

all  my  learning  cannot  command?     Why  L   it  denied 
to  me  tnd  given  to  you  and  Dastin  ?  " 

t«<!pause  us  Bastin  would  tell  you,  it  is  a  eift,  Uioueh 
R^r^™*"  }^  "  K,"  ^'"""^  '°  '*•«  proud  and  seif-sutlicient. 

''And  how  sliall   .  become  hun^tif?" 

exercise,  if  such  you  have,  and  in  repentance  walkiniT 
quietly  to  the  Gates  of  Death,"  I  repl.Vd  *- 

n,„„  .K'  y*^"'  Humphrey,  who  have  little  or  noie  of 
d^ese  things,  .hat  may  be  easy.  But  for  me  who  nave 
much.  If  not  al!,  it  ,3  otherwise.  You  ask  me  to  abando.i 
the  certain  for  the  uncertain,  the  known  fo.  the  un- 
known, and  from  a  half-god  communing  w.th  the  starv, 
to  become  an  earthworm  crawling  in  mud  and  lifting 
Shnd  eyes  towards  the  darkness  of  everlasting  nipht." 
th-  .,  i  °  must  die  is  no  god,  half  or  whole,  Oro: 

theeartliworm  that  lives  on  is  greater  than  he." 

Mayhap.     Yet  while  I  endure  I  will  be  as  a  goA 
so  that  when  night  comes,  if  come  it  must,  I  shall  ha\l- 
p  ayed  my  part  and  )eft  my  mark  upon  this  little  world 
of  ours.    Have  done  I  "  he  addei  IvTth  a  burst  of  im- 
patience.    "  What  will  you  of  my  daughter?" 

What  man  has  always  willed  of  woman— herself, 
body  and  soul."  ' 

"Her  soul  perchance  is  yours,  if  she  has  one,  but  her 
body  IS  mine  to  give  or  withhold.  Yet  it  can  be  bought 
at  a  price,"  he  added  slowly.  " 

_*'  So  she  told  me,  Oro.'' 

"  I  can  guess  what  she  told  you.  Did  I  not  watch 
you  yonder  by  the  lake  when  you  gave  her  a  ring  craved 
with  the  signs  of  Life  and  Everlastingness  ?  The  ques- 
tion is,  will  you  pay  the  price?" 

!,'™"*  *'5  'he  question  is— what  is  the  price?" 
This;  to  enter  my  Jiervice  and  henceforth  do  my 
will— without  debate  or  cavil." 

"  For  what  reward,  Oro?" 

"  Yya  and  the  dominion  of  the  earth  while  you  shall 
live,  neither  more  nor  less." 


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276       When  the  World  Shook 

"And  what  if  your  will?" 

"  That  you  shall  learn  in  due  course.  On  the  second 
night  from  this  1  command  the  three  of  you  to  wait  upon 
me  atsundown  in  the  buried  halls  of  Nyo.  Til'  then  you 
see  no  more  of  Yva,  for  I  do  not  trust  her.  She,  too, 
has  powers,  though  as  yet  she  does  not  use  them,  and 
perchance  she  would  forget  her  oaths,  and  following 
some  new  star  of  love,  for  a  little  while  vanish  with  you 
out  of  my  reach.  Be  in  the  sepulchre  at  the  hour  of 
sundown  on  the  second  day  from  this,  all  three  of  you,  if 
you  would  continue  to  live  upon  the  earth.  Afterwards 
you  shall  learn  my  will  and  make  your  choice  between 
Yva  with  majesty  and  her  loss  with  death." 

Then  suddenly  he  was  gone. 

Next  morning  I  told  the  others  what  had  passed, 
and  we  talked  the  matter  over.  The  trouble  was,  of 
course,  that  Bickley  did  not  believe  me.  He  had  no 
faith  in  my  alleged  interviews  with  Oro,  which  he  set 
down  to  delusions  of  a  semi-mesmeric  character.  This 
was  not  strange,  since  it  appeared  that  on  the  previous 
night  he  had  watched  the  door  of  my  sleeping-place  until 
dawn  broke,  which  it  did  long  after  Oro  had  departed, 
and  he  had  not  seen  him  either  come  or  go,  although  the 
moon  was  shining  brightly. 

When  he  told  me  this  I  could  only  answer  that  all 
the  same  he  had  been  there  as,  if  he  could  speak.  Tommy 
would  have  been  able  to  certify.  As  it  chanced  the  dog 
was  sleeping  with  me  and  at  the  first  sound  of  the 
approach  of  someone,  woke  up  and  gkowled.  Then 
recognising  Oro,  he  went  to  him,  wagged  his  tail  and 
curled  himself  up  at  his  feet. 

Bastin  believed  my  story  readily  enough,  saying 
that  Oro  was  a  peculiar  person  who  no  doubt  had  ways 
of  coming  and  going  which  *e  did  not  understand.  His 
point  was,  however,  that  he  did  not  in  the  least  wish 
to  visit  Nyo  any  more.  The  wonders  of  its  underground 
palaces  and  temples  had  no  charms  for  him.  Also  he 
did  not  think  he  could  do  any  good  by  going,  since 
after  "  sucking  him  as  dry  as  a:,  orange  ''with  reference 


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to  religious  matters  "that  old  vampire-bat  Oro  had  just 
thrown  him  away  like  the  rind,"  and,  he  might  dd6, 

seemed  no  better  for  the  juice  he  had  absorbed." 
«.if  L.M  I' '  ~"''""«d  BMtin.  "whether  St.  Paul  him- 
m  .^^'^h  f*""  •;?n^"»fd  Oro.  even  if  he  performed 
m  races   before   him.    What   is  the  use  ofshowing 

himMlf?"°  °  ""*"  *''°  "*"'**  "'**y*  ^°'^  •  '''8S*'  °"« 
In  short,  Bastin's  one  idea,  and  Bickley's  also  for 
t.le  matter  of  that,  was  to  get  away  to  the  main  island 
and  thence  escape  by  means  of  the  boat,  or  in  )me  other 
fashion. 

I  pointed  out  that  Ore  had  said  we  must  obey  at  the 
peril  of  our  lives;  indeed  that  he  had  put  it  even  more 
strongly,  using  words  to  the  effect  hat  if  we  did  not 
he  would  kill  us. 

"I'd  take  the  risk,"  said  Bickley,  "since  I  believe 
that  you  dreamt  it  all,  Arbuthnot.  However,  putting 
that  aside,  there  is  a  natural  reason  why  you  should 
wish  to  go,  and  for  my  own  part,  so  do  I  in  f  way.  I 
want  to  see  what  that  old  fellow  has  up  his  "remely 
lon^  sleeve,  if  there  is  anything  there  at  all." 

'Well,  if  you  ask  me,  Bickley,"  I  answered,  "i 
believe  it  is  the  destruction  of  half  the  earth,  or  some 
little  matter  of  that  sort." 

At  this  suggestion  Bickley  only  snorted,  but  Bastin 
said  cheerfully: 

"I  dare  say.  He  is  bad  enough  even  for  that.  But 
as  I  am  quite  convinced  that  it  will  never  be  allowed,  his 
intentions  do  not  trouble  me." 

I  remarked  that  he  seemed  to  have  carried  their  -lut 
once  before. 

"  Oh  I  you  mean  the  Deluge.  Well,  no  doubt  there 
was  a  deluge,  but  I  am  sure  that  Oro  had  no  more  to 
do  with  It  than  you  or  I,  as  I  think  I  have  said  already. 
Anyhow  it  is  impossible  to  leave  you  to  descend  into 
that  hole  alone.  I  suggest,  therefore,  that  we  should  go 
into  the  sepulchre  at  the  time  which  you  believe  Oro 
appointed,  and  see  what  happens.  If  you  are  not  mis- 
taken, the  Glittering  Lady  will  come  there  to  fetch  us, 
s 


a78       When  the  World  Shook 

since  it  is  quite  certain  that  we  cannot  work  tlie  lift  or 
whatever  it  is,  alone.  If  you  are  mistaken  we  can  just 
go  back  to  bed  as  usual." 

"  Yes,  that's  the  best  p'an,"  said  Bickley  shortly, 
after  which  the  conversation  came  to  an  end. 

All  that  day  and  the  next  I  watched  and  waited  in 
vain  for  the  coming  of  Yva,  but  no  Yva  appeared.  I 
even  went  as  far  as  the  sepulchre,  but  it  was  as  empty 
as  were  the  two  crystal  coffins,  and  after  waiting  a  while 
I  returned.  Although  I  did  not  say  so  to  Bickley,  to 
me  it  was  evident  that  Oro,  as  he  had  said,  was  deter- 
mined to  cut  off  all  communication  between  us. 

The  second  day  drew  to  its  close.  Our  simple  prepara- 
tions were  complete.  They  consisted  mainly  in  making 
ready  our  hurricane  lamps  and  packing  up  a  little  food, 
enough  to  keep  us  for  three  or  four  days  if  necessary, 
together  with  some  matches  and  a  good  supply  of  oil, 
since,  as  Bastin  put  it,  he  was  determined  not  to  be 
caught  like  the  foolish  virgins  in  the  parable. 

"You  see,"  he  added,  "one  never  knows  when  it 
might  please  that  old  wretch  to  turn  off  the  incandescent 
as  or  electric  light,  or  whatever  it  is  he  uses  to  illumine 
is  family  catacombs,  and  then  it  would  be  awkward  if 
we  had  no  oil." 

"  For  the  matter  of  that  he  might  steal  our  lamps," 
suggested  Bickley,  "  in  which  case  we  should  be  where 
Moses  was  when  the  light  went  out." 

"  I  have  considered  that  possibility,"  answered  Bas- 
tin, "  and  therefore,  although  it  is  a  dangerous  weapon 
to  carry  loaded,  I  am  determined  to  take  mjr  revolver. 
If  necessary  I  shall  consider  myself  quite  justified  in 
shooting  him  to  save  our  lives  and  those  of  thousands  of 
others.'*^ 

At  this  we  both  laughed ;  somehow  the  idea  of  Bastin 
trying  to  shoot  Oro  struck  us  as  intensely  ludicrous. 
Yet  that  very  thing  was  to  happen. 


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It  was  a  peculiarly  beautiful  sunset  over  the  southern 
seas.  To  the  west  the  great  flaming  orb  sank  into  the 
ocean,  to  the  east  appeared  the  silver  circle  of  the  full 


The  Command  279 

moon.  To  my  excited  fancy  they  were  like  scales  hang- 
ing from  the  hand  of  a  materialised  spirit  of  calm. 
Over  the  volcano  and  the  lake,  over  ihe  island  with 
Its  palm  trees,  over  the  seas  beyond,  this  calm  brooded. 
i«ve  for  a  few  travelling  birds  the  sky  was  empty ;  no 
cloud  disturbed  its  peace;  the  world  seemed  steeped  in 
mnocence  and  quiet. 

All  these  things  struck  me,  as  I  think  they  did  the 
others,  because  by  the  action  of  some  simultaneous 
thought  It  came  to  our  minds  that  very  probably  we 
were  looking  on  them  for  the  last  time.  It  is  all  very 
well  to  talk  of  the  Unknown  and  the  Infinite  whereof 
we  are  assured  we  are  the  heirs,  but  that  does  not  make 
It  any  easier  for  us  to  part  with  the  Known  and  the 
Hnite.  The  contemplation  of  the  wonders  of  Eternity 
does  not  conceal  the  advantages  of  actual  and  existent 
I  !me.  In  short  there  is  no  one  of  us,  from  a  sainted 
archbishop  down  to  a  sinful  suicide,  who  does  not  regret 
the  necessity  of  farewell  to  the  pleasant  light  and  the 
kindly  race  of  men  wherewith  we  are  acquainted. 

For  after  all,  who  can  be  quite  certain  of  the  Beyond  ? 
It  may  be  splendid,  but  it  will  probably  be  strange,  and 
from  strangeness,  after  a  certain  age,  we  shrink.  We 
know  that  all  things  will  be  different  there;  that  our 
human  relationships  will  be  utterly  changed,  that  per- 
haps sex  which  shapes  so  many  of  them,  will  vanish  to 
be  replaced  by  something  unknown,  that  ambitions  will 
lose  their  hold  of  us,  and  that,  at  the  best,  the  mere  loss 
of  hopes  and  fears  will  leave  us  empty.  So  at  least  we 
think,  who  seek  not  variation  but  continuance,  since  the 
spirit  must  differ  from  the  body  and  that  thought  alarms 
our  intelligence. 

At  least  some  of  us  think  so;  others,  like  Bickley, 
write  down  the  future  as  a  black  and  endless  night,  which 
after  all  has  its  consolations  since,  as  has  been  wisely 
suggested,  perhaps  oblivion  is  better  than  any  memories. 
Others  again,  like  Bastin,  would  say  of  it  with  the 
Frenchman,  plus  fa  change,  plus  c'est  la  mime  chose. 
Yet  others,  like  Ore,  consider  it  as  a  realm  of  possi- 
bilities, probably  unpleasant  and  perhaps  uon-exisient ; 


28o       When  the  World  Shook 

just  this  and  nothing  more.  Only  one  thing  is  certain, 
that  no  creature  which  has  life  desires  to  leap  into  the 
fire  and  from  the  dross  of  doubts,  to  resolve  the  gold — 
or  the  lead — of  certainty. 

"It  is  time  to  be  going,"  said  Bastin.  "In  these 
skies  the  sun  seems  to  tumble  down,  not  to  set  decently 
as  it  does  in  England,  and  if  we  wait  any  longer  we  shall 
be  late  for  our  appointment  in  the  sepulchre.  I  am 
sorry  because  although  I  don't  often  notice  scenery, 
eveiything  looks  rather  beautiful  this  evening.  That 
star,  for  instance,  I  think  it  is  called  Venus." 

"And  therefore  one  that  Arbuthnot  should  admire," 
broke  in  Bickley  attempting  to  lighten  matters  with  a 
joke.  "But  come  on  and  let  us  be  rid  of  this  fool's 
errand.  Certainly  the  world  is  a  lovely  place  after  all, 
and  for  my  part  I  hope  that  we  haven't  seen  the  last  of 
it,"  he  added  with  a  sigh. 

"So  do  I,"  said  Bastin,  "though  of  course,  Faith 
teaches  us  that  there  are  much  better  ones  beyond.  It 
is  no  use  bothering  about  what  they  are  like,  but  I  hope 
that  the  road  to  them  doesn't  run  through  the  hole  that 
the  old  reprobate,  Oro,  calls  Nyo." 

A  few  minutes  later  we  started,  each  of  us  carrying 
his  share  of  the  impedimenta.  I  think  that  Tommy  was 
the  only  really  cheerful  member  of  the  party,  for  he 
skipped  about  and  barked,  running  backwards  and  for- 
wards into  the  mouth  of  the  cave,  as  though  to  hurry  our 
movements. 

"  Really,"  said  Bastin,  "  it  is  quite  unholy  to  see  an 
animal  going  on  [n  that  way  when  it  knows  that  it  is 
about  to  descend  into  the  bowels  of  the  earth.  I  suppose 
it  must  like  them." 

"  Oh  1  no,"  commented  Bickley,  "  it  only  likes  what 
is  in  them — like  Arbuthnot.  Since  that  little  beast  came 
in  contact  with  the  Lady  Yva,  it  has  never  been  happy 
out  of  her  company." 

"I  think  that  is  so,"  said  Bastin.  "  At  any  rate  I 
have  noticed  that  it  has  been  moping  for  the  last  two 
days,  as  it  always  does  when  she  is  not  present.  It  even 
seems  to  like  Oro  who  gives  me  the  creeps,  perhaps  be- 


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281 


Dogs  must  be  very  charitable 


cause  he  is  her  father, 
animals." 

By  now  we  were  in  the  cave  marching  past  the  wrecks 
of  the  half-buried  flying-machines,  which  Bickley,  as 
he  remarked  regretfully,  had  never  found  time 
thoroughly  to  examine.  Indeed,  to  do  so  would  have 
needed  more  digging  than  we  could  do  without  proper 
mstruments,  since  the  machines  were  big  and  deepiv 
entombed  in  dust. 

We  came  to  the  sepulchre  and  entered. 

"Well,"  said  Bickley,  seating  himself  on  the  edge  of 
one  of  the  coffins  and  holding  up  his  lamp  to  look  about 
him,  "  this  place  seems  fairly  empty.  No  one  is  keeping 
the  assignation,  Arbuthnot,  although  the  sun  is  well 
down." 

As  he  spoke  the  words  Yva  stood  before  us.  Whence 
she  came  we  did  not  see,  for  all  our  backs  were  turned 
at  the  moment  of  her  arrival.  But  there  she  was,  calm, 
beautiful,  radiating  light. 


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IN  THE  TEMPLE  OF  FATE 

YvA  glanced  at  me,  and  in  her  eyes  I  read  tenderness 
and  solicitude,  also  something  of  inquiry.  It  seemed  to 
me  as  though  she  were  wondering  what  I  should  do 
under  circumsUnces  that  might,  or  would,  arise,  and  in 
some  secret  fasiiion  of  which  I  was  but  half  conscious, 
drawing  an  answer  from  my  soul.  Then  she  turned, 
and,  smiling  in  h^r  dazzling  way,  spid : 

"So,  Bickley,  as  usual,  you  did  not  believe?  Because 
you  did  not  see  him,  therefore  the  Lord  Oro,  my  father, 
never  spoke  with  Humphrey.  As  though  the  Lord  Oro 
could  not  pass  you  without  your  knowledge,  or,  per- 
chance, send  thoughts  clothed  in  his  own  shnpe  to  work 
his  errand." 

"How  do  you  know  that  I  did  not  believe  Arbuth- 
not's  story?"  Bickley  asked  in  a  rather  cross  voice  and 
avoiding  the  direct  issue.  "Do  you  also  send  thoughts 
to  work  your  errands  cicthed  in  your  own  shape,  Lady 
Yva  ?  " 

"Alasl  not  so,  though  perhaps  I  could  if  I  might. 
It  is  very  simple,  Bickley.  Standing  here,  I  heard  you 
s.  that  although  the  sun  was  well  down  there  was  no 
one  to  meet  you  as  Humphrey  had  expected,  and  from 
those  words  and  your  voice  I  guessed  the  rest." 

"Your  knowledge  of  the  English  language  is  im- 
proving fast,  Lady  Yva.  Also,  when  I  spoke,  vou  were 
not  here."  ^ 

"At  least  I  was  very  near,  Bickley,  and  these  walls 
are  thmner  than  you  think,"  she  answered,  contem- 
plating what  seemed  to  be  solid  rock  with  eyes  that  were 
full  of  innoce  ;ce.  "Oh  I  friend,"  she  went  on  suddenly, 
"I  wonder  what  there  is  which  will  cause  you  to  believe 

282 


In  the  Temple  of  Fate        283 

that  you  do  not  know  all ;  that  there  exist  many  things 
beyond  the  reach  of  your  learninf;  and  imagination  ? 
Well,  in  a  day  or  two,  perhaps,  even  you  will  admit  as 
much,  and  confess  it  to  me — elsewhere,^'  and  she  sighed. 

"I  am  ready  to  confess  now  that  much  happens 
which  I  do  not  understand  at  present,  because  I  have 
not  the  key  to  the  trick,"  he  replied. 

Yva  shook  her  head  at  him  and  smiled  again.  Then 
she  motioned  to  all  of  us  to  stand  close  to  her,  and, 
stooping,  lifted  Tommy  in  her  arms.  Next  moment  that 
marvel  happened  which  I  have  described  already,  and 
we  were  whirling  downwards  through  space,  to  find  our- 
selves in  a  very  little  time  standing  safe  in  the  caves  of 
Nyo,  breathless  with  the  swiftness  of  our  descent.  How 
and  on  what  we  descended  neither  I  nor  the  others  ever 
learned.  It  was  and  must  remain  one  of  the  unexplained 
mysteries  of  our  great  experience. 

"Whither  now,  Yva?"  I  asked,  staring  about  me  at 
the  radiant  vastness. 

"The  Lord  Oro  would  speak  with  you,  Humphrey. 
Follow.  And  I  pray  you  all  do  not  make  him  wrath,  for 
his  mood  is  not  gentle." 

So  once  more  we  proceeded  down  the  empty  streets  of 
that  underground  abode  which,  except  that  it  was  better 
illuminated,  reminded  me  of  the  Greek  conception  of 
Hades.  We  came  to  the  sacred  fountain  over  which 
stood  the  guardian  statue  of  Life,  pouring  from  the  cups 
she  held  the  waters  of  Good  and  111  that  mingled  into 
onr  health-giving  wine. 

"  Drink,  all  of  you,"  she  said ;  "  for  I  think  before  the 
sun  sets  again  upon  the  earth  we  shall  need  strength, 
every  one  of  us." 

So  we  drank,  and  she  drank  herself,  and  once  more 
felt  the  blood  go  dancing  through  our  veins  as  though 
the  draught  had  been  some  nectar  of  the  gods.  Then, 
having  extinguished  the  lanterns  which  we  still  carried, 
for  here  they  were  needless,  and  we  wished  to  save  our 
oil,  we  followed  her  through  the  great  doors  into  the 
vast  hall  of  audience  and  advanced  up  it  between  the 
endless,  empty  seats.    At  its  head,  on  the  dais  beneath 


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284        When  the  World  Shook 

the  arching  shell,  sat  Oro  on  his  throne.  As  before  he 
wore  the  jewelled  cap  and  the  gorgeous,  flowing  robes, 
while  the  table  in  front  of  him  was  still  strewn  with 
sheets  of  metal  on  which  he  wrote  with  a  pen,  or  stylus, 
Ujat  glittered  like  a  diamond  or  his  own  fierce  eyes 
Then  he  lifted  his  head  and  beckoned  to  us  to  ascend 
the  dais. 

"You  are  here.  It  is  well,"  he  said,  which  was  all 
his  greeting.  Only  when  Tommy  ran  up  to  him  he 
bent  down  and  patted  the  dog's  head  with  his  long,  thin 
hand,  and,  as  he  did  so,  his  face  softened.  It  was 
evident  to  me  that  Tommy  was  more  welcome  to  him 
than  were  the  rest  of  us. 

There  was  a  long  silence  while,  one  by  one,  he 
Marched  us  with  his  piercing  glance.  It  rested  on  me, 
the  last  of  the  three  of  us,  and  from  me  travelled  to 
Yva. 

"I  wonder  why  I  have  sent  for  you?"  he  said  at 
length,  with  a  mirthless  laugh.  "I  think  it  must  be 
that  I  may  convince  Bickley,  the  sceptic,  that  there  are 
powers  which  he  does  not  understand,  but  that  I  have 
the  strength  to  move.  Also,  perhaps,  that  your  lives 
may  be  spared  for  my  own  purposes  in  that  which  is 
about  to  happen.  Hearken  I  My  labours  are  finishtd ; 
my  calculations  are  complete,"  and  he  pointed  to  the 
sheets  of  metal  before  him  that  were  covered  with  cabaU 
istic  signs.  "To-morrow  I  am  about  to  do  what  once 
before  I  did  and  to  plunge  half  the  world  in  the  deeps 
of  ocean  and  lift  again  from  the  depths  that  which  has 
been  buried  for  a  quarter  of  a  million  years." 

]|  Which  hr  f  ?  "  asked  Bickley. 

"That  is  my  secret.  Physician,  and  the  answer  to  it 
lies  written  here  in  signs  you  cannot  read.  Certain 
countries  will  vanish,  others  will  be  spared.  I  say  that 
it  is  my  secret."  ' 

"Then.  Oro,  if  you  could  do  what  you  threaten,  you 
would  drown  hundreds  of  millions  of  people." 

,  "."  '  <=°i'.'^  .^Jo '  "  I  could  do!"  he  exclaimed, 
glaring  at  Bickley.  "Well,  to-morrow  you  shall  see 
what  I  can  do.    Oh  1  why  do  I  grow  angry  with  this 


In  the  Temple  of  Fate         285 

fool?  For  the  rest,  yes,  they  must  drown.  What  does 
It  matter  (•  I  heir  end  will  be  swift;  some  few  minutes 
ot  terror,  that  is  all,  and  in  one  short  century  every  one 
of  them  would  have  been  dead." 

An  expression  of  horror  gathered  on  Bastin's  face 

r.t  .  ^?»  [*"">;  ""Z^"  *°  murder  hundreds  of  millions 
of  people?"  he  asked,  in  a  thick,  slow  voice. 

I  have  said  that  I  intend  to  send  them  to  that 
heaven  or  that  hell  of  which  you  are  so  fond  of  talkinir. 
Preacher,  somewhat  more  quickly  than  otherwise  they 
would  have  found  their  way  thither.  They  have  disati 
pointed  me,  they  have  failed;  therefore,  let  them  jro  and 
make  room  for  others  who  will  succeed." 

'I'Ju^"  /°^  "^-  *  greater  assassin  than  any  that  the 
world  has  bred,  or  than  all  of  them  put  together.  There 
IS  nobody  as  bad,  even  in  the  Book  of  Revelation  I " 
shouted  Bastin  in  a  kind  of  fury.  "Moreover,  I  am  not 
like  Bickley.  I  know  enough  of  you  and  your  hellish 
P°T,'"VJ.''*^''^''^  *•'*'  *'•'*'  yo"  P'an.  that  you  can  do." 
*  .1,  \  u  T  '^  ^^•"  ^"^""^  O'o-  "But  how  comes 
It  that  the  Great  One  whom  you  worship  does  not  pre- 
vent the  deed,  if  He  exists,  and  it  be  evil?" 

" He  will  prevent  it  I  "  raved  Bastin.  "  Even  now  He 
commands  me  to  prevent  it,  and  I  obey  I  "  Then,  draw- 
ing  the  revolver  from  his  pocket,  he  pointed  it  at  Oro's 

•??f'..       '"i^.'  "Swear  not  to  commit  this  crime,  or  I 
will  kill  you  ! 

"So  the  man  of  peace  would  become  a  man  of  blood," 
mused  Oro,  "and  kill  that  /  may  not  kill  for  the  good  of 
the  world?  Why,  what  is  the  matter  with  that  toy  of 
^°^ixf  Preacher?"  and  he  pointed  to  the  pistol. 

Well  might  he  ask,  for  as  he  spoke  the  revolver 
flew  out  of  Bastin's  hand.  High  into  the  air  it  flew, 
and  as  it  went  discharged  itself,  all  the  six  chambers  of 
It,  m  rapid  succession,  while  Bastin  stood  staring  at  his 
ann  and  hand  which  he  seemed  unable  to  withdraw. 

Do  you  still   threaten   me  with   that  outstretched 
hand.  Preacher?"  mocked  Oro. 

"I  can't  move  it,"  said  Bastin;  "it  seems  turned  to 
stone. 


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"Be  thankful  that  you  also  are  not  turned  to  stone. 
But,  because  your  courage  pleaser  me,  I  will  spare  you, 
yes,  and  will  advance  you  in  my  New  Kingdom.  What 
shall  you  be  ?  Controller  of  Religions,  I  think,  since  all 
the  qualities  that  a  high  priest  should  have  are  yours — 
faith,  fanaticism  and  tolly." 

"  It  is  very  strange,"  said  Bastin,  "but  all  of  a  sudden 
my  arm  ana  hand  are  quite  well  again.  I  suppose  it 
must  have  been  'pins  and  needles,*  or  something  of 
that  sort  which  made  me  throw  away  the  pistol  and  pull 
the  trigger  when  I  didn't  mean  to  do  so." 

Then  he  went  to  fetch  that  article  which  had  fallen 
beyond  the  dais,  and  quite  forgot  his  intention  of  ex- 
ecuting Oro  in  the  interest  of  testing  its  mechanism, 
which  proved  to^  be  destroyed.  To  his  proposed 
appointment  he  made  no  allusfon.  If  he  comprehended 
what  was  meant,  which  I  doubt,  he  took  it  as  a  ioke. 

"Hearken  all  of  you,"  said  Oro,  lifting  his  head 
suddenly,  for  while  Bastin  recovered  the  revolver  he 
had  been  brooding.  "The  great  thing  which  I  shall 
do  to-morrow  must  be  witnessed  by  you  because  thereby 
only  can  you  come  to  understand  my  powers.  Also 
yonder  where  I  brinfc  it  about  in  the  bowels  of  the 
earth,  you  v.  ill  be  safer  than  elsewhere,  since  when  and 
perhaps  before  it  happens,  the  whole  world  will  heave 
and  shake  and  tremble,  and  I  know  not  what  may 
chance,  even  in  these  caves.  For  this  reason  also,  do 
not  forget  to  bring  the  little  hound  with  you,  since  him 
least  of  all  of  you  would  I  see  come  to  harm,  perhaps 
because  once,  hundreds  of  generations  ago  as  you 
reckon  time,  I  had  a  dog  very  like  to  him.  Your  mother 
loved  him  much,  Yva,  and  when  she  died,  this  dog  died 
also.  He  lies  embalmed  with  her  on  her  coffin  yonder 
in  the  temple,  and  yesterday  T  went  to  look  at  both  of 
them.  The  beasts  are  wonderfully  alike,  which  shows 
the /^yerlastingness  of  blood." 

1  -e  paused  a  while,  lost  in  thought,  then  continued : 
"After  the  deed  is  done  I'll  speak  with  you  and  you 
shall  choose.  Strangers,  whether  you  will  die  your  own 
masters,  or  live  on   to  serve  me.     Now  there  is  one 


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problem  tliat  is  left  to  me  to  solve— whether  I  can  save 
a  certain  land— <io  not  ask  which  it  is,  Humphrey, 
though  I  see  the  question  in  your  eyes— or  must  let  it 
go  with  the  rest.  1  only  answer  you  thrr  I  will  do  my 
best  because  you  love  it.  So  farewell  for  a  while,  and, 
Preacher,  be  advised  by  me  and  do  not  aim  too  hieh 
again."  " 

"It  doesn't  matter  where  I  aim,"  answered  Bastin 
sturdily,  "or  whether  I  hit  or  miss,  since  there  is  some- 
thing much  bigger  than  me  waiting  to  deal  with  you. 
The  countries  that  you  think  you  are  going  to  destroy 
will  sleep  quite  as  well  to-morrow  as  they  do  to-night, 

"Much  better,  I  think.  Preacher,  since  by  then  they 
will  have  left  sorrow  and  pain  and  wickedness  and  war 
far  behind  t  -em." 

"Where  are  we  to  go?"  I  asked. 

"The  Lsdy  Yva  will  show  you,"  he  answered, 
waving  his  hand,  and  once  more  liient  over  hirs  endless 
calculations. 

Yva  beckoned  to  us  and  we  turned  and  followed  her 
down  the  hall.  She  led  us  to  a  street  near  the  gateway 
of  the  temple  and  th<^nce  into  one  of  the  houses.  There 
was  a  portico  to  it  leading  to  a  court  out  of  which 
opened  rooms  somewhat  in  the  Pompeian  fashion.  We 
did  not  enter  the  rooms,  for  at  the  end  of  the  court  were 
a  metal  table  and  three  couches  also  of  metal,  on  which 
were  spread  rich-looking  rugs.  Whence  these  came  I 
do  not  know  and  never  asked,  but  I  remember  that  they 
were  very  beautiful  and  soft  as  velvet. 

"Here  you  may  sleep,"  she  said,  "if  sleep  you  can, 
and  eat  of  the  food  that  you  have  brought  with  you. 
To-morrow  earlv  I  will  call  you  when  it  is  time  for  tis  to 
start  upon  our  journey  into  the  bowels  of  the  earth." 

"I  don't  want  to  go  anv  deeper  than  we  are,"  said 
Basiin  doubtfully. 

"1  think  that  none  of  us  want  to  go,  Bastin,"  she 
answered  with  a  sigh.  "Yet  go  we  must.  I  pray  of 
you,  anger  the  Lord  Oro  no  more  on  this  or  anv  other 
matter.     In  your  folly  you  tried  to  kill  him,  and  as  it 


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chanced  he  bore  it  well  because  lie  loves  courag^e.    But 
another  time  he  may  strike  back,  and  then,  Bastin " 

"I  am  not  afraid  of  him,"  he  answered,  "but  I  do 
not  like  tunnels.  Still,  perhaps  it  would  be  better  to 
accompany  you  than  to  be  left  in  this  place  alone.  Now 
I  will  unpack  the  food." 

Yva  turned  to  go. 

"I  must  leave  you,"  she  said,  "since  mv  father  needs 
my  help.  The  matter  has  to  do  with  the  'Force  that  he 
would  let  loose  to-morrow,  and  its  measurement;  also 
with  the  preparation  of  the  robes  that  we  must  wear  lest 
it  should  harm  us  in  its  leap." 

Something  in  her  eyes  told  me  that  she  wished  me 
to  follow  her,  and  I  did  so.  Outside  the  portico  where 
we  stood  in  the  desolate,  lighted  street,  she  halted. 

"If  you  are  not  afraid,"  she  said,  "meet  me  at  mid- 
night by  the  statue  of  Fate  in  the  great  temple,  for  I 
would  speak  with  you,  Humphrey,  where,  if  anywhere, 
we  may  be  alone." 

"I  will  come,  Yva." 

"You  know  the  road,  and  the  gates  are  open, 
Humphrey." 

Then  she  gave  me  her  hand  to  kiss  and  glided  away. 

I  returned  to  the  others  and  we  ate,  somewhat 
sparingly,  for  we  wished  to  save  our  food  in  case  of  need, 
and  having  drunk  of  the  Life-water,  were  not  hungry. 
Also  we  talked  a  little,  but  by  common  consent  avoided 
the  subject  of  the  morrow  anci  what  it  might  bring  forth. 

We  knew  that  terrible  things  were  afoot,  but  lacking 
any  knowledge  of  what  these  might  be,  thought  it  use- 
less to  discuss  them.  Indeed  we  were  too  depressed,  so 
much  so  that  even  Bastin  and  Bickley  ceased  from 
arguing.  The  latter  was  so  overcome  by  the  exhibition 
of  Oro  s  powers  when  he  caused  the  pistol  to  leap  into 
the  air  and  discharge  itself,  that  he  could  not  even 
pluck  up  courage  to  laugh  at  the  failure  of  Bastin's 
efforts  to  do  justice  on  the  old  Super-man,  or  rather  to 
prevent  him  from  attempting  a  colossal  crime. 

At  length  we  lay  down  on  the  couches  to  rest,  Bastin 
'remarking  that  he  wished  he  could  turn  off  the  light, 


In  the  Temple  of  Fate        289 

also  that  he  did  not  in  the  least  regret  having  tried  to 
kill  Oro.  Sleep  seemed  to  come  to  the  others  quickly, 
but  I  could  only  doze,  to  wake  up  from  time  to  time. 
Of  this  I  was  not  sorry,  since  whenever  I  dropped  off 
dreams  seemed  to  pursue  me.  For  the  most  part  they 
were  of  my  dead  wife.  She  appeared  to  be  trying  to 
console  me  for  some  loss,  but  the  strange  thing  was 
that  sometimes  she  spoke  with  her  own  voice  and  some- 
times with  Yva's,  and  sometimes  looked  at  me  with  her 
own  eyes  ana  sometines  with  those  of  Yva.  I  remem- 
ber nothing  else  about  these  dreams,  which  were  very 
confused. 

After  one  of  them,  the  most  vivid  of  all,  I  awoke  and 
looked  at  my  watch.  It  was  half-past  e'even,  almost 
time  for  me  to  be  starting.  The  other  two  seemed  to  be 
fast  asleep.  Presently  I  rose  and  crept  down  the  court 
without  waking  them.  Outside  the  portico,  which  by 
the  way  was  a  ci-rious  example  of  the  survival  of 
custom  in  architecture,  since  none  was  needed  in  that 
weatherless  place,  I  turned  to  the  right  and  followed  the 
wide  street  to  the  temple  enclosure.  Through  the 
pillared  courts  I  went,  my  footsteps,  although  I  walked 
as  softly  as  I  could,  echoing  loudly  in  that  intense 
silence,  through  the  great  doors  into  the  utter  solitude 
of  the  vast  and  perfect  fane. 

Words  cannot  tell  the  loneliness  of  that  place.  It 
flowed  over  me  like  a  sea  and  seemed  to  swallow  up  my 
being,  so  that  even  the  wildest  and  most  dangerous 
beast  would  have  been  welcome  as  a  companion.  I  was 
as  terrified  as  a  child  that  wakes  to  find  itself  deserted 
in  the  dark.  Also  an  uncanny  sense  of  terrors  to  come 
oppressed  me,  till  I  could  have  cried  aloud  if  only  to 
hear  the  sound  of  a  mortal  voice.  Yonder  was  the  grim 
statue  of  Fate,  the  Oracle  of  the  Kings  of  the  Sons  of 
Wisdom,  which  was  believed  to  bow  its  stony  head  in 
answer  to  their  prayers.  I  ran  to  it,  eager  for  its  terrible 
shelter,  for  on  either  side  of  it  were  figures  of  '  n 
beings.  Even  their  cold  marble  was  company  o.  •  :  rt, 
though  alas !  over  all  frowned  Fate. 

Let  anyone  imagine  himself  standing  alone  beneath 


390       When  the  World  Shook 

the  dome  of  St.  Paul's;  in  the  centre  of  that  catheural 
brilliant  with  mysterious  light,  and  stretched  all  about  it 
a  London  that  had  been  dead  and  absolutely  unpeopled 
for  tens  of  thousands  of  years.  If  he  can  do  this  he 
will  gather  some  idea  of  my  physical  state.  Let  him 
add  to  his  mind-picture  a  knowledge  that  on  the  follow- 
ing day  something  was  to  happen  not  unlike  the  end  of 
the  world,  as  prognosticated  by  the  Book  of  Revelation 
and  by  most  astronomers,  and  he  will  have  some  idea  of 
my  mental  p  turbations.  Add  to  the  mixture  a  most 
mystic  yet  vti^  real  love  affair  and  an  assignation  be- 
fore that  symbol  of  the  cold  fate  which  seems  to  sway  the 
universes  down  to  the  tiniest  detail  of  individual  lives, 
and  he  may  begin  to  understond  what  I,  Humphrey 
Arbuthnot,  experienced  during  my  vigil  in  this 
sanctuary  of  a  vanished  race. 

It  seemed  long  before  Yva  came,  but  at  last  she 
did  come.  I  caught  sight  of  her  far  away  beyond  the 
temple  gate,  flitting  through  the  unholy  brigntness  of 
the  pillared  courts  like  a  white  rnoth  at  night  and  seem- 
ing quite  as  small.  She  approached;  now  she  was  as  a 
ghost,  and  then  drawing  near,  changed  into  a  living, 
breathing,  lovely  woman.  I  opened  my  arms,  and  with 
something  like  a  sob  she  sank  into  them  and  we  kissed 
as  mortals  do. 

"I  could  not  come  more  quickly,"  she  said.  "The 
Lord  Oro  needed  me,  and  those  calculations  were  long 
and  difliciilt.  Also  twice  he  must  visit  the  place 
whither  we  shall  go  to-morrow,  and  that  took  time." 

"Then  it  is  close  at  hand?"  I  said. 

"Ilumph.'ey,  be  not  foolish.  Do  you  not  remember, 
who  have  travelled  with  him,  that  Oro  can  throw  his 
soul  afar  and  bring  it  back  again  laden  with  knowledge, 
as  the  feet  of  a  bee  are  laden  with  golden  dust  ?  Well, 
he  went  and  went  again,  and  I  must  wait.  And  thrn  the 
robes  and  shields;  chey  must  be  prepared  by  his  arts 
and  mine.  Oh  I  ask  not  what  they  are,  there  is  no  time 
to  tell,  and  it  matters  nothing.  Some  folk  are  wise  and 
some  are  foolish,  but  all  which  matters  is  that  within 
them  flows  the  blood  of  life  and  that  life  breeds  love,  and 


In  the  Temple  of  Fate        tgi 

that  love,  as  I  believe,  although  Ore  does  not,  breeds  im- 
mortality. And  if  so,  what  is  Time  but  as  a  grain  of 
sand  upon  the  shore  ?  " 

"This,  Vvaj  it  is  ours,  who  can  count  on  nothine 
else."  * 

"Oh  I  Humphrey,  if  I  thuoght  that,  no  more 
wretched  creature  would  breathe  to-night  upon  this 
great  world." 

"What  do  you  mean?"  I  asked,  growing  fearful, 
more  at  her  manner  and  her  took  than  at  her  words. 

"Nothing,  nothing,  except  that  Time  is  so  very 
short.  A  kiss,  a  touch,  a  little  light  and  a  little  dark- 
ness, and  it  is  gone.  Ask  mv  father  Oro  who  has  lived 
a  thousand  years  and  slept  for  tens  of  thousands,  as  I 
have,  and  he  will  say  the  same.  It  is  against  Time  that 
he  tights;  he  who,  believing  in  nothing  beyond,  will  in- 
herit nothing,  as  Bastin  saysj  he  to  whom  Time  has 
brought  nothing  save  a  passing,  blood-stained  great- 
ness, and  triumph  ending  in  darkness  and  disaster,  and 
hope  that  will  surely  suffer  hope's  eclipse,  and  power 
that  must  lav  down  its  coronet  m  dust." 

"And  what  has  it  brought  to  you,  Yva,  beyond  a 
fair  body  and  a  soul  of  strength  ?" 

"It  has  brought  a  spirit,  Humphrey.  Between  them 
the  body  and  the  soul  have  bred  a  spirit,  and  in  the  fires 
of  tribulation  from  that  spirit  has  been  distilled  the 
essence  of  eternal  love.  That  is  Time's  gift  to  me,  and 
therefore,  ahhough  still  he  rules  me  here,  I  mock  at 
Fate,"  and  she  waved  her  hand  with  a  gesture  of  defiance 
at  the  stern-faced,  sexless  eiBgy  which  sat  above  us,  the 
sword  across  its  knees. 

"Look  I  Look  1 "  she  went  on  in  a  swelling  voice  of 
music,  pointing  to  the  statues  of  the  dotard  and  the 
beauteous  woman.  "They  implore  Fate,  they  worship 
Fate.  /  do  not  implore,  /do  not  worship  or  ask  a  sign 
as  even  Oro  does  and  as  did  his  forefathers.  /  rise 
above  and  triumph.  As  Fate,  the  god  of  my  people, 
sets  his  foot  upon  the  sun,  so  I  set  my  foot  upon  Fate, 
and  thence,  like  a  swimmer  from  a  rock,  leap  into  the 
waters  of  Immortality." 


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292       When  the  World  Shook 

I  looked  at  her  whose  presence,  as  happened  from 
time  to  time,  had  grown  majestic  beyond  that  of 
woman;  I  studied  her  deep  eyes  which  were  full  of 
lights,  not  of  this  world,  and  I  grew  afraid. 

"What  do  you  mean?"  I  asked.  "Yva,  you  talk 
like  one  who  has  finished  with  life." 

"It  passes,"  she  answered  quickly.  "Life  passes 
like  breath  fading  from  a  mirror.  So  should  all  talk 
who  breathe  beneath  the  sun." 

"Yes,  Yva,  but  if  you  went  and  left  me  still  breath- 
ing on  that  mocking  glass " 

"  If  so,  what  of  It  ?  Will  not  your  breath  fade  also 
and  join  mine  where  all  vapours  go?  Or  if  it  were 
yours  that  faded  and  mine  that  remained  for  some  few 
hours,  is  it  not  t^e  same?  I  think,  Humphrey,  that 
already  you  have  seen  a  beloved  breath  melt  from  the 
glass  of  life,"  she  added,  looking  at  me  earnestly. 

I  bowed  my  head  and  answered  : 

"Yes,  and  therefore  I  am  ashamed." 

"Oh  I  why  should  you  be  ashamed,  Humphrey, 
who  are  not  sure  but  that  two  breaths  may  yet  be  one 
breath?  How  do  you  know  that  there  is  a  difference 
between  them?" 

"You  drive  me  mad,  Yva.    I  cannot  understand." 

"Nor  can  I  altogether,  Humphrey.  Why  should  I, 
seeing  that  I  am  no  more  than  woman,  as  you  are  no 
more  than  man?  I  would  always  have  you  remember, 
Humphrey,  that  I  am  no  spirit  or  sorceress,  but  just  a 
woman — like  her  you  lost." 

I  looked  at  her  doubtfully  and  answered  : 

"Women  do  not  sleep  for  two  hundred  thousand 
years.  Women  do  not  take  dream  journeys  to  the 
stars.  Women  do  not  make  the  dead  past  live  again 
before  the  watcher's  eyes.  Their  hair  does  not  glimmer 
in  the  dusk  nor  do  their  bodies  gleam,  nor  have  they 
such  strength  of  soul  or  eyes  so  wonderful,  or  loveliness 
so  great." 

These  words  appeared  to  distress  her  who,  as  it 
seemed  to  me,  was  above  all  things  anxious  to  prove 
herself  woman  and  no  more. 


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"All  these  qualities  are  nothing,  Humphrey,"  she 
cried.  "As  for  the  JDeauty,  such  as  it  is,  it  comes  to  me 
with  my  blood,  and  with  it  the  glitter  of  my  hair  which 
is  the  heritage  of  those  who  for  generations  have  drunk 
of  the  Life-water.  My  motlier  was  lovelier  than  I,  as 
was  her  mother,  or  so  I  have  heard,  since  only  the 
fairest  were  the  wives  of  the  Kings  of  the  Children  of 
Wisdom.  For  the  rest,  such  arts  as  I  have  spring  not 
from  magic,  but  from  knowledge  which  your  people 
will  acquire  in  days  to  come,  that  is,  if  Oro  spares  them. 
Surely  you  above  all  should  know  that  I  am  only 
woman,  she  added  very  slowly  and  searching  my  face 
with  her  eyes. 

"Why,  Yva?  During  the  little  while  that  we  have 
been  together  I  have  seen  much  which  makes  me  doubt. 
Even  Bickley  the  sceptic  doubts  also." 

"I  will  tell  you,  though  I  am  not  sure  that  you  will 
believe  me."  She  glanced  about  her  as  though  she 
were  frightened  lest  someone  should  overheai  her  words 
or  read  her  thoughts.  Then  she  stretched  out  her 
hands  and  drawing  my  head  towards  her,  put  her  lips 
to  my  ear  and  whispered : 

"Because  once  you  saw  me  die,  as  women  often  die 
— giving  life  for  life." 

"I  saw  you  die?"  I  gasped. 

She  nodded,  then  continued  to  whisper  in  my  ear, 
not  in  her  own  voice,  but  another's : 

"Go  where  you  seem  called  to  go,  far  away.  Oh! 
the  wonderful  place  in  which  you  will  find  me,  not 
knowing  that  you  have  found  me.  Good-bye  for  a 
little  while;  only  for  a  little  while,  my  own,  my 
own ! " 

I  knew  the  voice  as  I  knew  the  words,  and  knowing, 
I  think  that  I  should  have  fallen  to  the  ground,  had  she 
not  supported  me  with  her  strong  arms. 

"Who  told  you?"  I  stammered.  "Was  it  Bickley 
or  Bastin  ?  They  knew,  though  neither  of  them  heard 
those  holy  words." 

"Not  Bickley  nor  Bastin,"  she  answered,  shaking  her 
head,  "  no,  nor  you  yourself,  awake  or  sleeping,  though 


294       When  the  World  Shook 


. »?  I 


Si 


once,  by  the  lake  yonder,  you  said  to  me  that  when  a 
certain  one  lay  dying,  she  bade  you  seek  her  elsewhere, 
for  certainly  you  would  find  her.  Humphrey,  I  cannot 
say  who  told  me  those  words  because  I  do  not  know.  / 
think  they  are  a  memory,  Humphrey!" 

"That  would  mean  that  you,  Yva,  are  the  same  as 
one  who  was — not  called  Yva." 

"The  same  as  one  who  was  called  Natalie,  Hum- 
phrey," she  replied  in  solemn  accents.  "One  whom  you 
loved  and  whom  you  lost." 

"Then  you  think  that  ,we  live  again  upon  this 
earth?"  s  i~ 

"Again  and  yet  again,  until  the  time  comes  for  us 
to  leave  the  earth  for  ever.  Of  this,  incieed,  I  am  sure, 
for  that  knowledge  was  part  of  the  secret  wisdom  of 
my  people." 

"But  you  were  not  dead.    You  only  slept." 

"The  sleep  was  a  death-sleep  which  went  by  like  a 
flash,  yes,  in  an  instant,  or  so  it  seemed.  Only  the  shell 
of  the  body  remained  preserved  by  mortal  arts,  and 
when  the  returning  spirit  and  the  light  of  life  were 
poured  into  it  again,  it  awoke.  But  during  this  long 
death-sleep,  that  spirit  may  have  spoken  through  other 
lips  and  that  light  may  have  shone  through  other  eyes, 
though  of  these  I  remember  nothing." 

"Then  that  dream  of  our  visit  to  a  certain  star  may 
be  no  dream  ?  " 

"  I  think  no  dream,  and  you,  too,  have  thought  as 
much."* 

"In  a  way,  yes.  Yva.  But  I  could  not  believe  and 
turned  from  what  I  held  to  be  a  phantasy." 

"It  was  natural,  Humphrey,  that  you  should  not 
believe.  Hearken  !  In  this  temple  a  while  ago  I  showed 
you  a  picture  of  myself  and  of  a  man  who  loved  me  and 
whom  I  loved,  and  of  his  death  at  Oro's  hands.  Did 
you  note  an3rthing  about  that  man  ?" 

"BIckley  did,"  I  answered.    "Was  he  right?" 

"  I  think  that  he  was  ri^ht,  since  otherwise  I  should 
not  have  loved  you,  Humphrey." 

"I  remember  nothing  of  that  man,  Yva." 


in   this 
for  us 


In  the  Temple  of  Fate        295 

"It  is  probable  that  you  would  not,  since  you  and 

ilde  s^'^o'dL^f  •  T"*^*'""^"  y°"  ^"<1  h'-"  flow 
wioe  seas  of  death,  wherein  are  set  islands  of  life- 

^rhaps  many  of  them.    But  I  remember  much  who 

seem  to  have  left  him  but  a  very  little  while  ago  " 

When  you  awoke  in  your  coffin  and  threw  vour 
arms  about  me,  what  did  you  think,  Yva?  •'  ^ 

1  thought  you  were  that  man,  Humphrey." 
rhere  was  silence  between  us  and  in  that  silence  the 
truth  came  home  to  me.    Then  there  before    he  effigy 
of  Fate  and  m  the  desolate,  glowing  temple  we  pligffi 

wo7deZi;redTi?^.''°'^ ""'  'p-^''-  '»>-  - 

Of  this  consecrated  hour  I  say  no  more.  Let  each 
^cture  ,t  as  he  will.  A  glory  as  ^f  heaven  fell  u?on  us 
and  m  it  we  dwelt  a  space.  ^ 

„,"^^'P''S^'"  l*"^  whispered  at  length  in  a  voice  that 
was  choked  as  though  with  tears,  "if  it  chan  Js  that  we 
should  be  separated  again  for  a  little  while,  y^u  ^ifln^t 
gneve  over  much  ?  "  i  .r""  """  noi 

"Knowing  all    I   should   try   not  to  grieve     Yva 

"Being   mortal   either  of   us   mieht   seem   tn   Hi» 

h^rTfce'^-Vofknol*""^  her  head  fs\h^g"h  I  hll^e 
"n^    /^    "  ^"i?"*^  ^^  «f°  '"'o  danger"  this  day." 

^.r^A      A  P'°/«?"y  purpose  to  destrc     much  of  the 

world  and  has  he  in  truth  the  power,  Yva?" 

He  does  so  purpose  and  most  certainly  he  has  thp 

hrhand."'""-""^"'  ^"^  °^''«^  Power 'should 'sL\" 
"  What  other  power,  Yva  ?  " 

is  iued'fi^^Vh''^^  *''''=?  y**"  ^"'■^'^'P'  *hat  which 
Mere  of  IZ  T  ^  '""^  °^  r"  ""^y  ^^««  'he  mas- 
sacre of  men      I  hope  so  with  all  my  heart.     Hist  I 

2a^rh°nf''-    ^^''''  ^  ''""^r*^^'  "e  comes,  though  noHn 

FoToll".^  ?w°iftly."^^  '^'  ^^-^  '"^  ^hought^o-night. 

She  sped  across  the  temple  to  where  a  chapel  opened 


t  1 


296       When  the  World  Shook 

out  of  it,  which  was  full  of  the  statues  of  dead  kings,  foi 
here  was  the  entrance  to  their  burial  vault.  We  reached 
it  and  hid  behind  the  base  of  one  of  these  statues.  B\ 
standing  to  our  full  height,  without  being  seen  we  still 
could  see  between  the  feet  of  the  statue  that  stood  upor 
a  pedestal. 

Then  Oro  came. 


CHAPTER   XXIV 

THE  CHARIOT  OF  THE  PIT 

Org  came  and  of  necessity  alone.  Yet  there  was  that 
tn  his  air  as  he  advanced  into  the  Temple,  which  sug- 
gested a  monarch  surrounded  by  the  pomp  and  panoply 
of  a  great  court.  He  marched,  his  head  held  high,  m 
though  heralds  and  pursuivants  went  in  front  of  him, 
as  though  nobles  surrounded  him  and  guards  or 
regiment:  followed  after  him.  Let  it  be  admitted  that 
he  was  a  great  figure  in  his  gorgeous  robes,  with  his 
long  white  beard,  his  hawk-like  features,  his  tall  shape 
and  his  glittering  eyes,  which  even  at  that  distance  I 
could  see.  Indeed  once  or  twice  I  thought  that  he 
glanced  out  of  the  corners  of  them  towards  the  chapel 
where  we  were  hid.  But  this  I  think  was  fancy.  For 
as  Yva  said,  his  thoughts  were  set  elsewhere. 

He  reached  the  statue  of  Fate  and  stood  for  a  while 
cwitemplating  it  and  the  suppliant  figures  on  either 
side,  as  though  he  were  waiting  for  his  invisible  court 
to  arrange  itself.  Then  he  doffed  his  jewelled  cap  to 
the  effigy,  and  knelt  before  it.  Yes,  Oro  the  Ancient, 
the  Super-man,  the  God,  as  the  early  peoples  of  the  earth 
fancied  such  a  being,  namely,  one  full  of  wrath,  re- 
venge, jealousy,  caprice  and  power,  knelt  in  supplica- 
tion to  this  image  of  stone  which  he  believed  to  be  the 
home  of  a  spirit,  thereby  showing  himself  to  be  after  all 
"o*  so  far  removed  from  the  savages  whose  idol  Bastin 
had  destroyed.  More,  in  a  clear  and  resonant  voice 
which  reached  us  even  across  that  great  space,  he  put 
up  his  prayer.  It  ran  something  as  follows,  for 
although  I  did  not  understand  the  language  in  which 
be  spoke  Yva  translated  it  to  me  in  a  whisper : 

"God  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom,  God  of  the  whole 
397 


298       When  the  World  Shook 

earth,  only  God  to  whom  must  bow  every  other  Power 
and  Dominion,  to  thee  I,  Oro  the  Gre;-  King,  make 
prayer  and  offer  sacrifice.  Twenty  times  ten  thousand 
years  and  more  have  gone  by  since  I,  Oro,  visited  this, 
thy  temple  and  knelt  before  this,  thy  living  effigy,  yet 
thou,  ruler  of  the  world,  dost  remember  tne  prayer  I 
made  and  the  sacrifice  I  offered.  The  prayer  was  for 
triumph  over  my  enemies  and  the  sacrifice  a  promise  of 
the  lives  of  half  of  those  who  in  that  day  dwelt  upon  the 
earth.  Thou  heardest  the  prayer,  thou  didst  bow  thy 
head  and  accept  the  sacrifice.  Yea,  the  prayer  was 
granted  and  the  sacrifice  was  made,  and  in  it  were 
counted  the  number  of  my  foes. 

"Then  I  slept.  Through  countless  generations  I 
slept  on  and  at  my  side  was  the  one  child  of  my  body 
that  was  left  to  me.  What  chanced  to  my  spirit  and  to 
hers  during  that  sleep,  thou  knowest  alone,  but  doubt- 
less they  went  forth  to  work  thy  ends. 

"At  the  appointed  time  which  thou  didst  decree,  I 
awoke  aeain  and  found  in  my  house  strangers  from 
another  land.  In  the  i;ompany  of  one  of  these  whose 
spirit  I  drew  forth,  I  visited  the  peoples  of  the  new 
earth,  and  found  them  even  baser  and  more  evil  than 
those  whom  I  had  known.  Therefore,  since  they  can- 
not be  bettered,  I  purpose  to  destroy  them  also,  and  on 
their  wreck  to  rebuild  a  glorious  empire,  such  as  was 
that  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom  at  its  prime. 

"A  sign  I  O  Fate,  ruler  of  the  world,  give  me  a 
sign  that  my  desire  shall  be  f" '.filled." 

He  paused,  stretching  out  his  arms  and  staring  up- 
wards. While  he  waited  ^  felt  the  solid  rock  on  which 
I  stood  quiver  and  sway  beneath  my  feet  so  that  Yva 
and  I  clung  to  each  other  lest  we  should  fall.  This 
chanced  also.  The  shock  of  the  earth  tremor,  for  such 
without  doubt  it  was,  threw  down  the  figures  of  the 
ancient  man  and  the  lovely  woman  which  knelt  as 
though  making  prayers  to  Fate,  and  shook  the  marble 
sword  from  off  its  knees.  As  it  fell  Oro  caught  it  by 
the  hilt,  and,  rising,  waved  it  in  triumph. 


The  Chariot  of  the  Pit 


299 


"I  thank  thee,  God  of  my  people  from  the  begin- 
ning," he  cried.  "Thou  hast  |^iven  to  me,  thy  last  ser- 
vant, thine  own  sword  and  1  will  use  it  well.  For  these 
worshippers  of  thine  who  have  fallen,  thou  shalt  have 
others,  yes,  all  those  who  dwell  in  the  new  world  that 
is  to  be.  My  daughter  and  the  man  whom  she  has 
chosen  to  be  the  father  of  the  kines  of  the  earth,  and 
with  him  his  companions,  shall  l)e  the  first  of  the 
hundreds  of  millions  that  are  to  follow,  for  they  shall 
kiss  thy  feet  or  perish.  Thou  shalt  set  thy  foot  upon 
the  necks  of  all  other  gods;  thou  shalt  rule  and  thou 
alone,  and,  as  of  old,  Oro  will  be  thy  minister." 

Still  holding  the  sword,  he  flung  himself  down  as 
though  in  an  edstasy,  and  was  silent. 

"I  read  the  omen  otherwise,"  whispered  Yva.  "The 
worshippers  of  Fate  are  overthrown.  His  sword  of 
power  is  fallen,  but  not  into  the  hands  that  clasped  it, 
and  he  totters  on  his  throne.  A  greater  God  asserts 
dominion  of  the  world  and  this  Fate  is  but  his  instru- 
ment." 

Oro  rose  again. 

"One  prayer  more,"  he  cried.  "Give  me  life,  long 
life,  that  I  may  execute  thy  decrees.  By  word  or 
gesture  show  me  a  sign  that  I  shall  be  satisfied  with 
life,  a  year  for  every  year  that  I  have  lived,  or  twain  !  " 

He  waited,  staring  about  him,  but  no  token  came; 
the  idol  did  not  speak  or  bow  its  head,  as  Yva  had  told 
me  it  was  wont  to  do  in  sign  of  accepted  prayer,  how,  she 
knew  not.  Only  I  thought  I  heard  the  echo  of  Oro's  cries 
run  in  a  whisper  of  mockery  round  the  soaring  dome. 

Once  more  Oro  flunjEj  himself  upon  his  knees  and 
began  to  pray  in  a  veritable  agony. 

"God  of  my  forefathers,  God  of  my  lost  people,  I 
will  hide  naught  from  thee,"  he  said.  "I  who  fear 
nothing  else,  fear  death.  That  priest-fool  yonder  with 
his  new  faith,  has  spoken  blundering  words  of  judgment 
and  damnation  which,  though  I  do  not  believe  them, 
yet  stick  in  my  heart  like  arrows.  I  will  stamp  out  his 
faith,  and  with  this  ancient  sword  of  thine  drive  back 
the  new  gods  into  the  darkness  whence  they  came.    Yet 


N  : 


300       When  the  World  Shook 

what  If  some  water  of  Truth  flows  through  the  channel 
of  his  leaden  lips,  and  what  if  because  I  have  ruled  and 
will  rule  as  thou  didst  decree,  therefore,  in  some  dim 
place  of  souls,  I  must  bear  these  burdens  of  terror  and 
of  doom  which  I  have  bound  upon  the  backs  of  others  I 
Nay,  it  cannot  be,  for  what  power  is  there  in  all  the 
universe  that  dares  to  make  a  slave  of  Oro  and  to  aflSict 
him  with  stripes  ? 

"  Yet  this  can  be  and  mayhap  will  be,  that  presently 
I  lose  my  path  in  the  ways  of  everlasting  darkness,  and 
become  strengthless  and  forgotten  as  are  those  who 
went  before  me,  while  my  crown  of  Power  shines  on 
younger  brows.  Alas  I  I  grow  old,  since  aeons  of  sleep 
have  not  renewed  my  strength.  My  time  is  short  and 
yet  I  would  not  die  as  mortals  must.  Oh !  God  of  my 
people,  whom  I  have  served  so  well,  save  me  from  the 
death  I  dread.  For  I  would  not  die.  Give  me  a  sign ; 
give  me  the  ancient,  sacred  sign  1 " 

So  he  spoke,  lifting  his  proud  and  splendid  head 
and  watching  the  statue  with  wide,  expectant  eyes. 

"Thou  dost  not  answer,"  he  cried  again.  "Wouldst 
thou  desert  me,  Fate  ?  Then  beware  lest  I  set  up  some 
new  god  against  thee  and  hurl  thee  from  thine  im- 
memorial throne.  While  I  live  I  still  have  powers,  I 
who  am  the  last  of  thy  worshippers,  since  it  seems  that 
my  daughter  turns  her  back  on  thee.  I  will  get  me  to 
the  sepulchre  of  the  kings  and  take  counsel  with  the  dust 
of  that  wizard  who  first  taught  me  wisdom.  Even  from 
the  depths  of  death  he  must  come  to  my  call  clad  in  a 
mockery  of  life,  and  comfort  me.  A  little  while  yet  I 
will  wait,  and  if  thou  answer  not,  then  Fate,  soon  I'll 
tear  the  sceptre  from  thv  hand,  and  thou  shall  join  the 
company  of  dead  gods."  And  throwing  aside  the 
sword,  again  Oro  laid  down  his  head  upon  the  ground 
and  stretched  out  his  arms  in  the  last  abasement  of 
supplication. 

"Come,"  whispered  Yva,  "while  there  is  yet  time. 
Presently  he  will  seek  this  place  to  descend  to  the 
sepulchre,  and  if  he  learns  that  we  have  read  his  heart 
and  know  him  for  a  coward  deserted  of  his  outworn 


The  Chariot  of  the  Pit        301 

god,  surely  he  will  blot  us  out.    Come,  and  be  swift 
and  silent." 

We  crept  out  of  the  chapel,  Yva  leading,  and  along 
^e  circle  of  the  great  dome  till  we  reached  the  gates. 
Here  I  elanced  back  and  perceived  that  Oro,  looking 
unutterably  small  in  that  vastness,  looking  like  a  dead 
man,  still  lay  outstretched  before  the  stern-faced,  un- 
answering  Effigy  which,  with  all  his  wisdom,  he  be- 
lieved  to  be  living  and  divine.  Perhaps  once  it  was, 
but  if  so  its  star  had  set  for  ever,  like  those  of  Amon, 
Jupiter  and  Baal,  and  he  was  its  last  worshipper. 

Now  we  were  safe,  but  still  we  sped  on  till  we 
reached  the  portico  of  our  sleeping  place.  Then  Yva 
turned  and  spoke. 

"It  is  horrible."  she  said,  "and  my  soul  sickens.  Oh, 
I  thank  the  Strength  which  made  it  that  I  have  no 
desire  to  rule  the  earth,  and,  being  innocent  of  death,  do 
not  fear  to  die  and  cross  his  threshold." 

"Yes,  it  is  horrible,"  I  answered.  "Yet  all  men 
fear  death." 

"  Not  when  they  have  found  love,  Humphrey,  for 
that  I  think  is  his  true  name,  and,  with  it  written  on  his 
brow,  he  stands  upon  the  neck  of  Fate  who  is  still  my 
father's  god."  ' 

"Then  he  is  not  yours,  Yva?" 
"Nay.  Once  it  was  so,  but  now  I  reject  him;  he  is 
no  longer  mine.  As  Oro  threatens,  and  perchance  dare 
do  in  his  rage,  I  have  broken  his  chain,  though  in  an- 
other fashion.  Ask  me  no  more;  perhaps  one  day  you 
will  learn  the  path  I  trod  to  freedom." 

Then  before  I  could  speak,  she  went  on  : 
"Rest  now,  for  within  a  ftw  hours  I  must  come  to 
lead  you  and  your  companions  to  a  terrible  place.  Yet 
whatever  you  may  see  or  hear,  be  not  afraid,  Hum- 
phrey, for  I  think  that  Oro's  god  has  no  power  over 
you,  strong  though  he  was,  and  that  Oro's  plans  will 
fail,  while  I,  who  too  have  knowledge,  shall  find 
strength  to  save  the  world." 

Then  of  a  sudden,  once  again  she  grew  splendid, 
almost  divine;  no  more  a  woman  but  as  it  were  an 


(••«' 


302       When  the  World  Shook 

angel.  Some  fire  of  pure  purpose  seemed  to  burn  up 
in  ner  and  to  shine  out  of  her  eyes.  Yet  she  said  little. 
Only  this  indeed : 

"To  everyone,  I  think,  there  comes  the  moment  of 
opportunity  when  choice  musi  be  made  between  what 
is  (Treat  and  what  is  smtii,  between  self  and  its  desires 
and  the  good  of  other  wanderers  in  the  way.  This  day 
that  moment  may  draw  near  to  you  or  me,  and  if  so, 
surely  we  shall  ^reet  it  well.  Such  is  Bastin's  lesson, 
which  I  have  striven  to  learn." 

Then  she  flung  her  arms  about  me  and  kissed  me  on 
the  brow  as  a  mother  might,  and  was  gone. 

Strangely  enough,  perhaps  because  of  my  mental 
exhaustion,  for  what  I  had  passed  through  seemed  tc 
overwhelm  me  so  that  I  could  no  longer  so  much  as 
think  with  clearness,  even  after  all  that  I  have  described 
I  slept  like  a  child  and  awoke  refreshed  and  well. 

I  looked  at  my  watch  to  find  that  it  was  now  eighl 
o'clock  in  the  morning  in  this  horrible  place  where 
there  was  neither  morn,  nor  noon,  nor  night,  but  onl} 
an  eternal  brightness  that  came  I  knew  not  whence,  and 
never  learned. 

I  found  that  I  was  alone,  since  Bickley  and  Bastir 
had  gone  to  fill  our  bottles  with  the  Life-water.  Pre^ 
sently  they  returned  and  we  ate  a  little ;  with  that  wate: 
to  drink  one  did  not  need  much  food.  It  was  a  somC' 
what  silent  meal,  for  our  circumstances  were  a  check  or 
talk;  moreover,  I  thought  that  the  others  looked  at  mt 
rather  oddly.  Perhaps  they  guessed  something  of  mj 
midnight  visit  to  the  temple,  but  if  so  they  thought  r 
wisest  to  say  nothing.    Nor  did  I  enlighten  them. 

Shortly  after  we  had  finished  Yva  appeared.  Sh( 
was  wonderfully  quiet  and  gentle  in  her  manner,  caln 
also,  and  (yreeted  all  of  us  with  much  sweetness.  O 
our  experiences  during  the  night  she  said  no  word  t( 
me,  even  when  we  were  alone.  One  difference  I  noticec 
about  her,  however;  that  she  was  clothed  in  garment 
such  as  I  had  never  seen  her  wear  before.  They  wen 
close  fitting,  save  for  a  flowing  cape,  and  made  of  somi 


The  Chariot  of  the  Pit        303 

gny  material,  not  unlike  a  coarae  homespun  or  even 
asbestos  cloth.  Still  they  became  her  very  well,  and 
when  I  remarked  upon  them,  all  she  answered  was  that 

SJ^wirh'Tl ""?■'**  ^^  [?"«''•  Even  her  feet  were 
shod  with  high  buskms  of  this  grey  stuff. 

Presently  she  touched  Bastin  on  the  shoulder  and 
said  that  she  would  speak  with  him  apart.  They  went 
ogether  into  one  of  the  chambers  of  that  dwellinir  and 
here  remauied  for  perhaps  the  half  of  an  hour,  ft  was 
towards  the  end  of  this  time  that  in  the  intense  silence 
1  heard  a  crash  coming  from  the  direction  of  the 
Temple,  u  though  something  heavy  had  fallen  to 
the  rocky  floor.  Bickley  also  heard  this  sound.  When 
the  two  reappeared  I  noticed  that  though  still  quite 
calm,  V  va  looked  radiant,  and,  if  I  may  say  so,  even 
more  human  and  womanly  than  I  had  ever  seen  her. 
while  Bastin  also  seemed  very  happy. 

"One  has  strange  experiences  in  life,  yes,  very 
strange,  he  remarked,  apparently  addressing  the  air, 
which  left  me  wondering  to  what  particular  experience 
he  might  refer.    Well,  Ithought  that  I  could  guess. 

Friends,"  said  Yva,  "it  is  time  for  us  to  be  going 

and  I  am  your  guide.    You  will  meet  the  Lord  Ore  at 

he  end  of  your  journey.     I  pray  you  to  bring  those 

lanips  of  yours  with  you,  since  all  the   road   is  not 

lighted  like  this  place.'' 

"I  should  like  to  ask,"  said  Bickley,  "whither  we  go 
and  for  what  object,  points  on  which  up  to  the  present 
we  have  had  no  definite  information." 

"We  go,  friend  Bickley,  deep  into  the  bowels  of  the 
world,  far  deeper,  I  think,  than  any  mortal  men  have 
gone  hitherto,  that  is,  of  your  race."' 

"Then  we  shall  perish  of  heat,"  said  Bickley,  "for  with 
every  thousand  feet  the  temperature  rises  many  degrees." 

"Not  so.  You  will  pass  throucrh  a  zone  of  heat,  but 
so  swiftly  that  if  you  hold  your  breath  you  will  not 
suffer  overmuch.  Then  you  will  come  to  a  place  where 
a  great  draught  blows  which  will  keep  you  cool,  and 
thence  travel  >n  to  the  end." 

"Yes,  but  to  what  end   Ladv  Yva?" 


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304       When  the  World  Shook 

"That  you  will  see  for  yourwlves,  and  with  it  other 
wondrous  things." 

Here  some  new  idea  seemed  to  strike  her,  and  after 
a  little  hesiution  she  added : 

"Yet  why  should  you  go?  Oro  has  commanded  it, 
it  is  true,  but  I  think  that  at  the  last  he  will  forget.  It 
must  be  decided  swiftly.  There  is  yet  time.  I  can 
place  you  in  safety  in  the  sepufchre  of  Sleep  where  you 
tound  us.  Thence  cross  to  the  main  island  and  sail 
away  quickly  in  your  boat  out  into  the  great  sea,  where 
I  believe  you  will  find  succour.  Know  that  after  dis- 
obeying him,  vou  must  meet  Oro  no  more  lest  it  should 
be  the  worse  for  you.  If  that  be  your  will,  let  us  start. 
What  say  you  ?  " 

She  looked  at  me. 

"I  say,  Yva,  that  I  am  willing  to  go  if  you  come 
with  us.    Not  otherwise." 

"I  say,"  said  Bickley,  'that  I  want  to  see  all  this 
supernatural  rubbish  thoroughly  exploded,  and  that 
therefore  I  should  prefer  to  go  on  with  the  business." 

"And  I  say,"  said  Bastin,  "that  my  most  earnest 
desire  is  to  be  clear  of  the  whole  thing,  which  wearies 
and  perplexes  me  more  than  I  can  tell.  Only  I  am  not 
going  to  run  away,  unless  you  think  it  desirable  to  do 
so  too.  Lady  Yva.  I  want  you  to  understand  that  I  am 
not  in  the  least  afraid  of  the  Lord  Oro,  and  do  not  for 
one  moment  believe  that  he  will  be  allowed  to  bring 
about  disaster  to  the  world,  as  I  understand  is  his 
wicked  object.  Therefore  on  the  whole  I  am  indifferent 
and  quite  prepared  to  accept  any  decision  at  which  the 
rest  of  you  may  arrive." 

"Be  it  understood,"  said  Yva  with  a  little  smile 
when  Bastin  had  finished  his  sermonette,  "that  I  must 
join  my  father  in  the  bowels  of  the  earth  for  a  reason 
which  will  be  made  plain  afterwards.  Therefore,  if  you 
go  we  part,  as  I  think  to  meet  no  more.  Still  my 
advice  is  that  you  should  go."  • 

*  It  It  fortunate  that  we  did  not  accept  Yva'a  offer.  Had  we  done 
ao  we  ihonld  have  found  oaTselves  ahnt  in,  and  perished,  a*  diaO 
be  told.— H.  A. 


The  Chariot  of  the  Pit        305 

To  this  our  only  answer  was  lo  attend  to  the  lighting 
01  our  lamps  and  the  disposal  of  our  small  impedimenta, 
such  as  our  tins  of  oil  and  water  bottles.  Yva  noted  this 
and  laughed  outright. 

"Courage  did  not  die  with  the  Sons  of  Wisdom." 
she  said. 

Then  we  set  out,  Yva  walking  ahead  of  us  and 
Tommy  frisking  at  her  side. 

Our  road  led  us  through  the  temple.  As  we  passed 
the  great  gates  I  started,  for  there,  in  the  centre  of  that 
glorious  building,  I  perceived  a  change.  The  statue  of 
Fate  was  no  more  I  It  lay  broken  upon  the  pavement 
among  those  fragments  of  its  two  worshippers  which  I 
had  seen  shaken  down  some  hours  before. 

"What  does  this  mean?"  I  whispered  to  Yva.  "I 
have  felt  no  other  earthquake." 

"I  do  not  know,"  she  answered,  "or  if  I  know  I  may 
not  say.  Yet  learn  that  no  god  can  live  on  without  a 
single  worshipper,  and,  in  a  fashion,  that  idol  was  alive, 
though  this  you  will  not  believe." 

"How  very  remarkable,"  said  Bastin  contemplating 
the  ruin.  "If  I  were  superstitious,  which  I  am  not,  I 
should  say  that  this  occurrence  was  an  omen  indicating 
the  final  fall  of  a  false  god.  At  any  rate  it  is  dead  now, 
and  I  wonder  what  caused  it  ?  " 

"I  felt  an  earth  tremor  last  night,"  said  Bickley, 
"though  it  is  odd  that  it  should  only  have  affected  this 
particular  statue.  A  thousand  pities,  for  it  was  a 
wonderful  work  of  art." 

Then  I  remembered  and  reminded  Bickley  of  the 
crash  w'  "ch  we  had  heard  while  Yva  and  Bastin  were 
absent  on  some  secret  business  in  the  chamber. 

Walking  the  length  of  the  great  church,  if  so  it 
could  be  called,  we  came  to  an  apse  at  the  head  of  it 
where,  had  it  been  Christian,  the  altar  would  have 
stood.  In  this  apse  was  a  little  open  door  through 
which  we  passed.  Beyond  it  lay  a  space  of  rough  rock 
that  looked  as  though  it  had  been  partially  prepared  for 
the  erection  of  buildings  and  then  abandoned.  All  this 
space  was  lighted,  however,  like  the  rest  of  the  City  of 


306       When  the  World  Shook 

Nyo,  and  in  the  same  mysterious  way.  Led  by  Yva, 
we  threaded  our  path  between  the  rough  stones,  following 
a  steep  downward  slope.  Thus  we  walked  for  perhaps 
half  a  mile,  till  at  length  we  came  to  the  mouth  of  a 
huge  pit  that  must,  1  imagine,  have  lain  quite  a  thou- 
sand feet  below  the  level  of  the  temple. 

I  looked  over  the  edge  of  this  pit  and  shrank  back 
terrified.  It  seemed  to  be  bottomless.  Moreover,  a 
great  wind  rushed  up  it  with  a  roaring  sound  like  to  that 
of  an  angry  sea.  Or  rather  there  were  two  winds,  per- 
haps draughts  would  be  a  better  term,  if  I  may  apply  it 
to  an  air  movement  of  so  fierce  and  terrible  a  nature. 
One  of  these  rushed  up  the  pit,  and  one  rushed  down. 
Or  it  may  have  been  that  the  up  rush  alternated  with 
the  down  rush.     Really  it  is  impossible  to  say. 

"What  is  this  place?"  I  asked,  clinging  to  the 
others  and  shrinking  back  in  alarm  from  its  sheer  edge 
and  bottomless  depth,  for  that  this  was  enormous  we 
could  see  by  the  shaft  of  light  which  flowed  downwards 
farther  than  the  eye  could  follow. 

"  It  is  a  vent  up  and  down  which  air  passes  from  and 
to  the  central  hollows  of  the  earth,"  Yva  answered. 
"Doubtless  in  the  beginning  through  it  travelled  that 
mighty  force  which  blew  out  these  caves  in  the  heated 
rock,  as  the  craftsman  blows  out  glass." 

"I  understand,"  said  Bastin.  "Just  like  one  blows 
out  a  bubble  on  a  pipe,  only  on  a  larger  scale.  Well, 
it  is  very  interesting,  but  I  have  seen  enough  of  it. 
Also  I  am  afraid  of  being  blown  away." 

"  I  fear  that  you  must  see  more,"  answered  Yva  with 
a  smile,  "since  we  are  about  to  descend  this  pit." 

"  Do  you  mean  that  we  are  to  go  down  that  hole,  and 
if  so,  how?  I  don't  see  any  lift,  or  moving  staircase, 
or  anything  of  that  sort." 

"Easily  and  safely  enough,  Bastin.    See." 

As  she  spoke  a  great  flat  rock  of  the  size  of  a  small 
room  appeared,  borne  upwards,  as  I  suppose,  by  the 
terrific  draught  which  roared  past  us  on  its  upward 
course.  When  it  reached  the  lip  of  the  shaft,  it  hung  a 
Jiftlp  iwhile,  then  moved  across  and  began  to  descend 


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The  Chariot  of  the  Pit        307 

with  such  incredible  swiftness  that  in  a  few  seconds  it 
had  vanished  from  view.  «:t.onas  ii 

"Oh  1"  said  Bastin,  with  his  eyes  almost  startincr 
out  of  his  head,  "that's  the  lift,  is  it  ?  u^Pi  Si  vo? 
at  once  I  don't  like  the  look  of  th.  .hing  I,  4ves  me 
the  creeps.    Suppose  it  tilted."  ^  '        ™® 

It  does  not  tilt,"  answered  Yv^  .ti!!  sirilinir  "I 
tell  you,  Bastin,  that  there  is  naupht  oS^Onli 
^''•'S  V°^'  '"'^  ^^^«"**  returned  Jnhar^'^;d.-?"'^ 
how  M  K  A^t^  X^-aST^  ^"- 

tellKruth"ff  V'^'r^'^'^  **t  we  would,  though  to 

Bast^m  ^"^  ^*  "^"^  '^'''^^  «s  ^'armld  as 

"No,  I'll  come  too.    I  suppose  one  may  as  well  d.> 

his  way  as  any  other,  and  if  anything  were  toZntin 
to  th«n  and  I  were  left  alone,  it  ,^uld^be  wor  e  ^F 

.  Then  be  prepared,"  said  Yva,  "for  presently  this 
a.r-chanot  of  ours  will  return.  When  it'^apSre  Ind 
hangs  upon  the  edge,  step  on  to  it  and  throw'^^uSelves 
upon  your  faces  and  all  will  be  well.  At  the  foot^  thi 
shaft  the  motion  lessens  till  it  almost  sto^,  and  it  is 
easy  to  spring,  or  even  crawl  to  the  firm  earth." 

I  hen  she  stooped  down  and  lifted  Tommy  who  was 
sniffing  suspiciously  at  the  edge  of  the  pr^s  lone  Z^ 
blown  straight  above  his  head,  holding'him  beneafh  hel 

We  waited  a  while  in  silence,  perhaps  for  five  or  six 
Teve  ni.^J'r  Vk''"  ?'°^.  disa?reeabir  I  think,  th^ 
ai^are'^Thi;.!,^''"  l"^^""  '"  ^^e  brightness  below 
KshlS  upwSs^'  *'^^  "^"^^  *°  ^--  '"  -«  - 

"It  comes,"  said  Yva.  "Prepare  and  do  as  I  do 
Do  not  spring,  or  run.  lest  you  sh^ld  eo  too  far  <;fen 
gently  on  to  the  rock  and'to  its  centre?  aTd  there  He 
down.    Trust  in  me,  all  of  you." 


3o8        When  the  World  Shook 

"There's  nothing  else  to  do,"  groaned  Bastin. 

The  great  stone  appeared  and,  as  before,  hung  al 
the  edge  of  the  pit.  Yva  stepped  on  to  it  quietly,  as 
she  did  so,  catching  hold  of  my  wrist  with  her  disen- 
gaged hand.  I  followed  her  feeling  very  sick,  and 
promptly  sat  down.  Then  came  Bickley  with  the  air  ol 
the  virtuous  hero  of  a  romance  walking  a  pirate's  plank, 
and  also  sat  down.  Only  Bastin  hesitated  until  the 
stone  began  to  move  away.  Then  with  an  ejaculation 
of  "  Here  goes ! "  he  jumped  over  the  intervening  crack 
of  space  and  landed  in  the  middle  of  us  like  a  sack  ol 
coal.  Had  I  not  been  seated  really  I  think  he  would 
have  knocked  me  off  the  rock.  As  it  was,  with  one 
hand  he  gripped  me  by  the  beard  and  with  the  othei 
grasped  Yva's  robe,  of  neither  of  which  would  he  leave 

fo  for  quite  a  long  time,  although  we  forced  him  on  to 
is  face.  The  lantern  which  he  held  flew  from  his 
grasp  and  descended  the  shaft  on  its  own  account. 

"You  silly  fool!"  exclaimed  Bickley  whose  per- 
turbation showed  itself  in  anger.  "There  goes  one  ol 
our  lamps." 

"Hang  the  lamp!"  muttered  the  prostrate  Bastin. 
"We  shan't  want  it  in  Heaven,  or  the  other  place 
either." 

Now  the  stone  which  had  quivered  a  little  beneath 
the  impact  of  Bastin,  steadied  itself  again  and  with  a 
slow  and  majestic  movement  sailed  to  the  other  side  of 
the  gulf.  There  it  felt  the  force  of  gravity,  or  perhaps 
the  weight  of  the  returning  air  pressed  on  it,  which  I  do 
not  know.  At  any  rate  it  began  to  fall,  slowly  at  first, 
then  more  swiftly,  and  afterwards  at  an  incredible  pace, 
so  that  in  a  few  seconds  the  mouth  of  the  pit  above  us 
grew  small  and  presently  vanished  quite  away.  I 
looked  up  at  Yva  who  was  standing  composedly  in  the 
midst  of  our  prostrate  shapes.  She  bent  down  and 
called  in  my  ear : 

"All  is  well.  The  heat  begins,  but  it  will  not  endure 
for  long." 

I  nodded  and  glanced  over  the  edge  of  the  stone  at 
Bastin's  lantern  which  was  sailing  alongside  of  liS,  till 


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The  Chariot  of  the  Pit         309 

Kn^'^^rj'?^''  "•  '^^"""  ''^d  ''t  it  before  we 
started,  I  think  in  a  moment  of  aberration,  and  it  burned 

shaf?".i4/J°".^  whie  showing  like  a  star  when  "he 
^hl\^?^'  "^"^i^  ^  "  '^'^  ''y  degrees,  a  circumstance 
that  testifies  to  the  excellence  of  the  make,  which  is  one 
advertised  not  to  go  out  in  any  wind.    Not  that  we  felt 

tTii'^^iiin^gw-rit.'""^'*'  p"'^p^  '"-"^^  -  -- 

Then  we  entered  the  heat  zone.  About  this  there 
7^A  ?u  u^'  ^"^  ."'^  perspiration  burst  out  all  over  me 
and  the  burning  air  scorched  my  lungs.  Also  Tommy 
thrust  his  head  from  beneath  the  cloa^  with  his  toS 
hanging  out  and  his  mouth  wide  open. 

Hold  your  breaths!"  cried  Yva,  and  we  obeyed 
until  we  nearly  burst.  At  least  I  did,  but  what  hap- 
pened to  the  others  I  do  not  know.  ^ 
Fortunately  it  was  soon  over  and  the  air  began  to 
grow  cool  again.  By  now  we  had  travelled  an  enorm- 
ous distance,  ,t  seemed  to  be  miles  on  miles,  and  I 
noticed  that  our  terrific  speed  was  slackening,  also  that 
the  shaft  grew  more  narrow,  till  at  length  there  were 
only  a  few  feet  between  the  edge  of  the%tone  and  its 
walls.  The  result  of  this,  or  so  I  supposed,  was  that 
the  compressed   air  acted   as  a  buffer,    lessening  our 

"?y  slowTy.         ^'  '^"^^  '^^  ^"^'  ''°"'  """""^  ''"^ 

"Be  ready  to  follow  me,"  cried  Yva  again,  and  we 
roi«  to  our  feet,  that  is,  Bickley  and  I  did,  but  poor 
Bastin  was  semi-comatose.  The  stone  stopped  and  Yva 
Ijt^"AiV^1°  ^  ^9^^  platform  level  with  which  it  lav. 
We  followed,  dragging  Bastin  between  us.  As  we  did 
so  something  hit  me  gently  on  the  head.  It  was  Bastin's 
lamp,  which  I  seized. 

"We  are  safe.     Sit   down  and   rest,"  said   Yva 
leading  us  a  few  paces  away. 

We  obeyed  and  presently  by  the  dim  light  saw  the 

stone  begin  to  stir  again,  this  time  upwards    In  another 

twenty  seconds  it  was  away  on  its  never-ending  iourney. 

y    Does  it  always  go  on    like  that?"  said  Bastin 

sitting  up  and  staring  after  it.  oasiin, 

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310       When  the  World  Shook 

"Tens  of  thousands  of  years  ago  it  was  journeying 
thus,  and  tens  of  thousands  of  years  hence  it  will  stil 
be  journeying,  or  so  I  think,"  she  replied.  "Why  not 
since  the  strength  of  the  draught  never  changes  anc 
there  is  nothing  to  wear  it  except  the  air  ?  " 

Somehow  the  vision  of  this  huge  stone,  first  loosec 
and  set  in  motion  by  heaven  knows  what  agency,  travel 
ling  from  aeon  to  aeon  up  and  down  that  shaft  ir 
ob«lience  to  some  law  I  did  not  understand,  impressec 
my  imagination  like  a  nightmare.  Indeed  I  often  dreair 
of  it  to  this  day. 

I  looked  about  me.  We  were  in  some  cavernou! 
place  that  could  be  but  dimly  seen,  for  here  the  lighi 
that  flowed  down  the  shaft  from  the  upper  caves  when 
it  was  mysteriously  created,  scarcely  shonp,  and  ofter 
indeed  was  entirely  cut  off,  when  the  ever-journeying 
stone  w£is  in  the  narr.>west  parts  of  the  paiisage.  I  coulc 
see,  however,  that  this  cavern  stretched  away  both  tc 
right  and  left  of  us,  while  I  felt  that  from  the  left,  a: 
we  sat  facing  the  shaft,  there  drew  down  a  strong  bias 
of  fresh  air  which  suggested  that  somewhere,  howevei 
far  away,  it  must  open  on  to  the  upper  world.  For  the 
rest  its  bottom  and  walls  seemed  to  be  smooth  a; 
though  they  had  been  planed  in  the  past  ages  by  th« 
action  of  cosmic  forces.  Bickley  noticed  this  the  firs 
and  pointed  it  out  to  me.  We  had  little  time  to  observe 
however,  for  presently  Yva  said  : 

"If  you  are  rested,  friends,  I  pray  you  light  thos« 
lamps  of  yours,  since  we  must  walk  a  while  ir 
darkness." 

We  did  and  started,  still  travelling  downhill.  Yvs 
walked  ahead  with  me  and  Tommy  who  seemed  some 
what  depressed  and  clung  close  to  our  heels.  The  othei 
two  followed,  arguing  strenuousljr  about  I  know  noi 
what.  It  was  their  way  of  working  off  irritation  and 
alarms. 

I  asked  Yva  what  was  about  to  happen,  for  a  great 
fear  oppressed  me. 

"I  am  not  sure,  Beloved,"  she  answered  in  a  sweel 
and  gentle  voice,  "who  do  not  know  all  Oro's  secrets, 


lilJ   L 


The  Chariot  of  the  Pit        311 

but  as  I  think,  great  things.    We  are  now  deeo  in  thf 
bowels  of  the  world,  and  presently,  perhlpryou  wil! 

''  ThVrf  ho  ''^°^'1^«'  doing  their  everCing^wo  k" ' 
Then  how  IS  it  that  we  can  breathe  here?"  I  ask^ 

low^  it   Tt^-/  *','  °'  ""^  '°  ^°  ^'  «'"<=«  once  I  fo  ! 

uSti;  lid;  tV[>h"e^[gto??he^L^Sf  i^-- 1- 

,.,K-  k  •    "*^  °^  mysteries  and  the  gloom,  or  that  li^rh 
which  IS  worse  than  gloom."  ^"' 

"Why  not?"  I  asked  eagerly.     "Whv  should  «,^ 
not  turn  and  flee?"  »viiy  snouid  we 

repl'ieT''"  •  h"^  w'/m""  ""^  '^'^er,  the  Lord  Oro ?"  she 
rnni       M  °".¥  ^"^""^  "s  l^fore  we  had  eone  a 

^dd  m^rpS,:^  ^^  «^'^'   '^y   '--rrow   hfl^th^ 

•'And  how  can  we  save  it  by  not  flying,  Yva?" 
saved  trT  ''"T'  """IPhrey.  yet  I  think  it  will  be 
y^fa^rno^^rTS^^^^^^^      S  fsLSfy-  ^ 

"I   hope   not,"   I    replied,    without  enthusia<ini     t 

sofrif^Thrr'"'*'"^  '"l^?'"^^  °"  ™y  head  and  on^y 

Pctl^^TvaTatd'"^  Ih^TllTr^rX^S  ^ 
through  so  that  to  it  I  could  make  no  Answer  ^^  ^""^ 
rr^JiJ^  moment  it  was  too  late  to  retreat,  for  our  nar- 
rowing passage  tumed  and  we  found  ourselves  in  a 
wondrous  place.  I  call  it  wondrous  becau^  of  i  w^ 
could  see  neither  the  beginning  nor  the  enl.  nor  the 


3xa       When  the  World  Shook 

roof,  nor  aught  else  save  the  rock  on  which  we  walked, 
and  the  side  or  wall  that  our  hands  touched.  Nor  was 
this  because  of  darkness,  since  although  it  was  not 
illuminated  like  the  upper  caverns,  light  of  a  sort  was 

firesent.  It  was  a  very  strange  light,  consisting  of  bril- 
iant  and  intermittent  flashes,  or  globes  of  blue  and 
lambent  flame  which  seemed  to  leap  from  nowhere  into 
nowhere,  or  sometimes  to  hang  poised  in  mid  air. 

"  How  odd  they  are,"  said  the  voice  of  Bastin  behind 
me.  "They  remind  me  of  those  blue  sparks  which 
jump  up  from  the  wires  of  the  tramways  in  London 
on  a  dark  night.  You  know,  don't  you,  Bickley?  I 
mejn  when  the  conductor  pulls  round  that  long  stick 
with  an  iron  wheel  on  the  top  of  it." 

"Nobody  but  ypu  could  have  thought  of  such  a  com- 
parison, Bastin,"  answered  Bickley.  "Still,  multiplied 
a  thousandfold  they  are  not  unlike." 

Nor  indeed  were  they,  except  that  each  blue  flash 
was  as  big  as  the  full  moon  and  in  one  place  or  another 
they  were  so  continuous  that  one  could  have  read  a 
letter  by  their  light.  Also  the  effect  of  them  was 
ghastly  and  most  unnatural,  terrifving,  too,  since  even 
their  brilliance  could  not  reveal  the  extent  of  that  gi- 
gantic hollow  in  the  bowels  of  the  world  wherein  they 
leapt  to  and  fro  like  lightnings,  or  hung  like  huge, 
uncanny  lanterns. 


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CHAPTER  XXV 

SACRIFICE 

ZtemicitV butterfh'''  '^.'^''^P'l.^i'h  some  form 
to  harm  us  "  saW  filkfi^  •  '"^  '^  "'*'  "  ''°^«  "<«  seem 
though  he  ;eredeterSpH'"  \  r^«""-°^-fa«  fashion  as 
"Tn  ^-  ;7^  aetermmed  not  to  be  astonished. 

Even  then  I  could  not  help  smiling  at  this  reoartep 

that  pX"sfer;  tf^^:  ^;^  i^-.Ht 

courage  to  ride  the  flying  stone.  I  am  g?ad  that  iUs 
not  so,  since  otherwise  he  who  had  shown  himLif  , 
coward  should  have  had  no  share  in  the  rule  Tthat 

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314       When  the  World  Shook 

new  world  which  is  to  be.  Therefore  I  chose  yonder 
road  that  it  might  test  you." 

"Then  if  you  will  be  so  good  as  to  choose  another 
for  us  to  return  by,  I  shall  be  much  obliged  to  you, 
Oro,"  said  Bastin. 

"How  do  you  know  that  if  I  did  it  would  not  be 
more  terrible,  Preacher  ?  How  do  you  know  indeed  that 
this  is  not  your  last  journey  from  which  there  is  no 
return?" 

"Of  course  I  can't  be  sure  of  anything,  Oro,  but  I 
think  the  question  is  one  which  you  might  more  appro* 
priately  put  to  yourself.  According  to  your  own 
showing  you  are  now  extremely  old  and  therefore  your 
end  is  likely  to  come  at  any  moment.  Of  course,  how- 
ever, if  it  did  you  would  have  one  more  journey  tc 
make,  but  it  wouldn't  be  polite  for  me  to  say  in  wha' 
direction." 

Oro  heard,  and  his  splendid,  icy  face  was  twisted 
with  sudden  rage.  Remembering  the  scene  in  the 
temple  where  he  had  grovelled  before  his  god,  uttering 
agonised,  unanswered  prayers  for  added  days,  I  under- 
stood the  reason  of  his  wrath.  It  was  so  great  that  I 
feared  lest  he  should  kill  Bastin  (who  only  a  few  houn 
before,  be  it  remembered,  had  tried  to  kill  him)  then 
and  there,  as  doubtless  he  could  have  done  if  he  wished. 
Fortunately,  if  he  felt  it,  the  impulse  passed. 

"Miserable  fool !  "  he  said.  "I  warn  you  to  keep  a 
watch  upon  your  words.  Yesterday  you  would  have 
slain  me  with  your  toy.  To-day  you  stab  me  with  your 
ill-omened  tongue.    Be  fearful  lest  I  silence  it  for  ever." 

"I  am  not  in  the  least  fearful,  Oro,  since  I  am 
sure  that  you  can't  hurt  me  at  all  any  more  than  I  could 
hurt  you  last  night  because,  you  see,  it  wasn't  per- 
mitted. When  the  time  comes  for  me  to  die,  I  shall  go, 
but  you  will  have  nothing  to  do  with  that.  To  tell  the 
truth,  I  am  very  sorry  for  you,  as  with  all  your  great- 
ness, your  soul  is  of  the  earth,  earthy,  also  sensual  and 
devilish,  as  the  Apostle  said,  and,  I  am  afraid,  very 
malignant,  and  you  will  have  a  great  deal  to  answer  for 
shortly       Yours    won't  be  a  nappy   deathbed,    Oro, 


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what"«;J„°r«„^'''  ^°"  ^'»'y  '"  y°"'  '''"=  «"'•  don't  know 
wnat  repentance  means. 

filli  Zuh  ."'*''  "'°'  ''il''"  ^  ^^'<^  ">««  words  I  was 
fpin-c  '*  most  unbounded  admiration  for  Bastin's 

fearless  courage  whicli  enabled  him  thus  to  beard    his 
super-tyrant  in  his  den.    So  indeed  were  we  all.  for  I 
read  ,t  .n  Yva's  face  and  heard  Bicl^ley  mutter  f 
infaiThT"       ^P''"**'d'    After  al!  there  is  something 

his  hefr"f  ^n?  «PP';e<='ajed  it  with  his  intellect,  if  not  with 
inthlV'  ^^  T'^  ^* '''«  ""^n  and  "lade  no  answer. 
In  the  language  of  the  ring,  he  was  quite  "knocked  out " 
and,  almost  humbly,  changed  the  subject. 

We  have  yet  a  little  while,"  he  said,  "before  that 
happens  which  I  have  decreed.    Come,  Humphrey,   ha 
I  may  show  you  some  of  the  marvels  of  this  bibble 

uiTo^.w*''  ^^1'  °^  '^^  ^•'^''''"  *"d  »>«  motioned  S 
us  to  pick  up  the  lanterns. 

Then  he  led  us  away  from  the  wall  of  the  cavern   if 

dreJ  oZT  ^2,^  "  '''^!f?^'',°f  P^^haps  six  or  seveThunl 
dred  paces.  Here  suddenly  we  came  to  a  great  eroove 
in  the  rocky  floor,  as  broad'as  a  very  wide  rSadwaf  "Tnd 
mayhap  four  feet  in  depth.  The  bottom  of  this  g;t^ve 
was  polished  and  glittered;  indeed  it  gave  us  the^m! 
pression  of  being  iron,  or  other  ore  which  had  be?n 
welded     together     beneath     the     grinding     of    some 

the  groove,  it  divided  into  two,  for  this  reason. 
h»™  k"^  "^"''^  ^^^  ^?°''  °f  ''■°"'  o""  whatever  it  may 
.tZL^^T'  ™^'  l^^  '"*=^'°"  °^  «"  '""^h  at  first,  but 
tr^«  K%'"°'*  ^''"Pi^'  ^"'^  "''s  «'  a  spot  where  the 
groove  had  a  somewhat  steep  downward  dip  which 
appeared  to  extend  onwards  I  know  not  how  far. 

Following  along  this  central  rise  for  a  great  way, 
nearly  a  mile,  I  should  think,  we  observed  that  it  bil 
came  ever  more  pronounced,  till  at  length  it  ended  in 
a  razor-edged  cliff  which  stretched  up  higher  than  we 
^^^Ini^'  *""•  ^y  '^^  ^''?^'  °^  **  «'«^trical  discharges 
fh^rt^  A^T^^  ^I"^  ^^«\°^  **>'s  cliff,  we  perceived 
that  at  a  distance  from  it  there  were  now  too  grooves 


3x6       When  the  World  Shook 

of  about  equal  width.  One  of  these  ran  away  into  the 
darlcness  on  our  right  as  we  faced  the  sharp  edge,  and 
at  an  ever-widening  angle,  while  the  other,  at  a  similar 
angle,  ran  into  the  darkness  to  the  left  of  the  knife  of 
cliff.    That  was  all. 

No,  there  were  two  more  notable  things.  Neither  of 
the  grooves  now  lay  within  hundreds  of  yards  of  the  cliff, 
perhaps  a  quarter  of  a  mile,  for  be  it  remembered  we 
had  followed  the  rising  rock  between  them.  To  put  it 
quite  clearly,  it  was  exactly  as  though  one  line  of  rails 
had  separated  into  two  lines  of  rails,  as  often  enough 
they  do,  and  an  observer  standing  on  high  ground 
between  could  see  them  both  vanishing  into  tunnels  to 
the  right  and  left,  but  far  apart. 

The  second  notable  thing  was  that  the  right-hand 
groove,  where  first  we  saw  it  at  the  point  of  separation, 
was  not  polished  like  the  left-hand  groove,  although  at 
some  time  or  other  it  seemed  to  have  been  subjected  to 
the  pressure  of  the  same  terrific  weight  which  .'ut  its 
fellow  out  of  the  bed  of  rock  or  wn.  as  the  sharp  wheels 
of  a  heavily  laden  waggon  sink  luts  into  a  roadway. 

"What  does  it  all  mean,  Lord  Oro?"  I  asked  when 
he  had  led  us  back  to  the  spot  where  the  one  groove 
began  to  be  two  grooves,  that  is,  a  mile  or  so  away 
from  the  razor-^dged  cliff. 

"This,  Humphrey,"  he  answered.  "That  which 
travels  along  yonder  road,  when  it  reaches  this  spot  on 
which  we  stand,  follows  the  left-hand  path  which  is 
made  bright  with  its  passage.  Yet,  could  a  giant  at 
that  moment  of  its  touching  this  exact  spot  on  which  I 
lay  my  hand,  thrust  it  with  sutricient  strength,  it  would 
leave  the  left-hand  road  and  take  the  right-hand  road." 

"And  if  it  did,  what  then.  Lord  Oro?" 

"Then  within  an  hour  or  so,  when  it  had  travelled 
far  enough  upon  its  way,  the  balance  of  the  earth  would 
be  changed,  and  great  things  would  happen  in  the 
world  above,  as  once  they  happened  in  bygone  days. 
Now  do  you  understand,  Humphrey?" 

"Good  Heavens  I  Yes,  I  understand  now,"  I 
answered.    "But  fortunately  there  is  no  such  giant." 


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hand  road  Xch  alZr,^^  ^  •*l.''l  *"»"'«'  »<>  'he  feft- 

the  facrSf  Th    eafth  ta,^hanli!l'^  M  ^°"'  '?'"»•  «"*« 
turn  it  from  theTff-hand  roW«  .k  ^°V?''"  ^  *"' 

in  which  for  niniions  of"Jelrs1t'wi^;ff  l;'r^  '°"5 
once  more  the  face  of  th/^^rX  luff  u   "'  '°  '^""»  ""d 

who  are  left  living  uion  the  earth    "      k"^'  t"**  '''°«= 
of  aces  shall  rnm-T,  i-        "'"'  ""^  *'^o  '"  the  course 

bow^own  to  o7o  a„i°ti«  hrrn?f  •  ""^ I"'^'  ">"« 
gods  and  kings  "  ""  ""'*  '"*  «=«^  '»  be  their 

jsHhlS^!^--"^^^ 

speak  come  this  way,  Lord  Oro  ?"""''  °'  "'^"=''  y°" 
BicuSy^hetlueT^  ^^''""  '»'''  number  is  my  secret, 

troJ'bTe'^'us.'-^remarkM^  S"  '°  '?°J"=  "^»'  ''  *'"  "ot 
mockery  in  his  v^fa        ^"''''y  *"''   »   suspicion    of 

Oro'^"ir„1  V'ir'*  '"^   y°"   '«""«'''  Bickley?"  asked 
which  I  tell  should  nr..«.nfi„  k      ^V    ^  Traveller  of 


3x8       When  the  World  Shook 

again  glanced  at  my  face  with  a  looic  that  was  half 
anxious  and  half  pitiful.  Also  twice  she  stooped  and 
patted  Tommy. 

We  reached  the  wall,  though  not  quite  at  the  spot 
whence  we  had  started  to  examine  the  grooved  roads. 
At  least  I  think  this  was  so,  since  now  for  the  first 
time  I  observed  a  kind  of  little  window  in  its  rocky  face. 
It  stood  about  five  feet  from  its  floor  level,  and  was 
perhaps  ten  inches  square,  not  more.  In  short,  except 
for  its  shape  it  resembled  a  ship's  porthole  rather  than 
a  window.  Its  substance  appeared  to  be  talc,  or  some 
such  material,  and  inches  thick,  yet  through  it,  after 
Oro  had  cast  aside  some  sort  of  covering,  came  a  glare 
like  that  of  a  search-light.  In  fact  it  was  a  search-Tight 
so  far  as  concerned  one  of  its  purposes. 

By  this  window  or  porthole  lay  a  pile  of  cloaks,  also 
four  objects  which  looked  like  Zulu  battle  shields  cut 
in  some  unknown  metal  or  material.  Very  deftly,  very 
quietly,  Yva  lifted  these  cloaks  and  wrapped  one  of 
them  about  each  of  us,  and  while  she  was  thus  em- 
ployed I  noticed  that  they  were  of  a  substance  very 
similar  to  that  of  the  gown  she  wore,  which  I  have 
described,  but  harder.  Next  she  gave  one  of  the  metal- 
like shields  to  each  of  us,  bidding  us  hold  them  in 
front  of  our  bodies  and  heads,  and  only  to  look  through 
certain  slits  in  them  in  which  were  eye-pieces  that 
appeared  to  be  of  the  same  horny  stuff  as  the  search- 
light window.  Further,  she  commanded  us  to  stand 
in  a  row  with  our  backs  against  the  rock  wall,  at 
certain  spots  which  she  indicated  with  great  precison, 
and  whatever  we  saw  or  heard  on  no  account  to  move. 
So  there  we  stood,  Bickley  next  to  me,  and  beyond 
him  Bastin.  Then  Yva  took  the  fourth  shield,  as  1 
noted  a  much  larger  one  than  ours,  and  placed  herseli 
between  me  and  the  search-light  or  porthole.  On  th« 
other  side  of  this  was  Oro  who  had  no  shield. 

These  arrangements  took  some  minutes  and  during 
that  time  occupied  all  our  attention.  When  they  were 
completed,  however,  our  curiosity  and  fear  began  to 
re-assert  themselves.    I  lookec    bout  me  and  perceived 


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ran5VS»^^re  movT  1?'  ^"'"'^'^'«  '^«h  which 
still  and  keeo  thl  Thilu."    ""^  *''°"i''*'  '"  "*  '»  *"«nd 

the  blacKin    mm  li^  '"/"?•  ^'''^''  »''"'  «>"«« 

s:ept!ca7butl'l?.Tl!fei:',hV''!'  ''"«^'  '  ^av^  been 
you  i  to  do  ?  ■•  '"  ''"""'^-    O™'  *hat  are 

thousand  centuries  LoB„   -/     "!?  ""'"'  "»«"  t'^o 


to  shoot  you  yest^. 


Then  I  spoke  also,  saying: 

you  will  be  the  absSute^n^^.  °"'"  ^^^^'^  «'  *hich 
empi«  that  has  b'^^rde^rt^  ""ZZV^I  ''T  P^' 
agency  or  otherwisi.  kTIz^'  ^^  through  your 
bitions.  LikeB«tin  .„°  5°°^ '^a" '^o"'^  of  such  am- 
to  let  them  £."  '    °'  -'^•'"'  ^"'  «  ^^''e  I  pray  you 

"What  Humphrey  says  I  repeat,'^  said  Yva.    "My 


ft  '. 


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Father,  although  you  know  it  not,  you  seek  great  evil, 
and  from  these  hopes  you  sow  you  will  harvest  nothing 
save  a  loss  of  which  you  do  not  dream.  Moreover, 
your  plans  will  fail.  Now  I  who  am,  like  yourself,  of 
the  Children  of  Wisdom,  have  spoken  for  the  first  and 
last  time,  and  my  words  are  true.  I  pray  you  give 
them  weight,  my  Father." 

Oro  heard,  and  grew  furious. 

"What!"  he  said.  "Are  you  against  me,  every 
one,  and  my  own  daughter  also?  I  would  lift  you  up, 
I  would  make  you  rulers  of  a  new  world;  I  would  de- 
stroy your  vile  civilisations  which  I  have  studied  with 
my  eyes,  that  I  may  build  better  I  To  you,  Humphrey, 
I  would  give  my  only  child  in  marriage  that  from  you 
may  spring  a  divine  race  of  kings  I  And  yet  you  are 
against  me  and  set  up  your  puny  scruples  as  a  barrier 
across  my  path  of  wisdom.  Well,  I  tread  them  down, 
I  go  on  my  appointed  way.  But  beware  how  you  try 
to  hold  me  back.  If  any  one  of  you  should  attempt 
to  come  between  me  and  my  ends,  know  that  I  will 
destroy  you  all.    Obey  or  die." 

"Well,  he  has  had  his  chance  and  he  won  t  take 
it,"  said  Bastin  in  the  silence  that  followed.  "The 
man  must  go  to  the  devil  his  own  way  and  there  is 
nothing  more  to  be  said." 

I  say  the  silence,  but  it  was  no  more  silent.  The 
distant  humming  grew  to  a  roar,  the  roar  to  a  hellish 
hurricane  of  sound  which  presently  drowned  all  attempts 
at  ordinary  speech. 

Then  bellowing  like  ten  millions  of  bulls,  at  length 
far  away  there  appeared  something  terrible.  I  can 
only  describe  its  appearance  as  that  of  an  attenuated 
mountain  on  fire.  When  it  drew  nearer  I  perceived 
that  it  was  more  like  a  ballet-dancer  whirling  round 
and  round  upon  her  toes,  or  rather  all  the  ballet-dancers 
in  the  world  rolled  into  one  and  then  multiplied  a 
million  times  in  size.  No,  it  was  like  a  mushroom  with 
two  stalks,  one  above  and  one  below,  or  a  huge  top  with 
a  point  on  which  it  spun,  a  swelling  belly  and  another 
point  above.    But  what  a  top !     It  must  have  been  two 


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thousand  feet  high,  if  it  was  an  inch,  and  its  circum- 
terence  who  could  measure  ? 

On  it  came,  dancing,  swaying  and  spinning  at  a 
rate  mconceivable,  so  that  it  looked  like  "  gigantic 
wheel  of  fire.  Yei  was  not  fire  that  clothed  it  but 
ratfter  some  phospnorescence,  since  from  it  came  no 
u  \i  \^'  ^  phosphorescence  arranged  in  bands  of 
ghastly  blue  and  lurid  red,  with  streaks  of  other  colours 
running  up  between,  and  a  kind  of  waving  fringe  of 

The  fire-mountain  thundered  on  with  a  voice  like  to 
that  of  avalanches  or  of  icebergs  crashing  from  their 
parent  glaciers  to  the  sea.  Its  terrific  aspect  was  appal- 
ling,  and  Its  weight  caused  the  solid  rock  to  quiverfike 
a  leaf.  Watching  it,  we  felt  as  ants  might  feel  at  the 
advent  of  the  crack  of  doom,  for  its  mere  height  and 
girth  and  size  overwhelmed  us.  We  could  not  even 
speak.  The  last  words  I  heard  were  from  the  mouth  of 
Uro  who  screamed  out : 

"Behold  the  balance  of  the  World,  you  miserable, 
doubting  men,  and  behold  me  change  its  path— tumine 
It  as  the  steersman  turns  a  ship ! " 

Then  he  made  certain  signs  to  Yva,  who  in 
obedience  to  them  approached  the  porthole  or  search- 
light,  to  which  she  did  something  that  I  could  not 
distinguish.  The  effect  was  to  make  the  beam  of  light 
much  stronger  and  sharper,  also  to  shift  it  on  to  the 
point  or  foot  of  the  spinning  mountain  and,  by  an 
aiming  of  the  lens  from  time  to  time,  to  keep  it  there 

This  went  on  for  a  while,  since  the  dreadful  thine 
did  not  travel  fast  notwithstanding  the  frightful  speed 
of  Its  revo  utions.  I  should  doubt  indeed  if  it  advanced 
more  quickly  than  a  man  could  walk;  at  any  rate  so  it 
seemed  to  us.  But  we  had  no  means  of  judging  its  real 
rate  of  progress  whereof  we  knew  as  little  as  we 
did  of  the  course  it  followed  in  the  bowels  of  the  earth 
Perhaps  that  was  spiral,  from  the  world's  deep  heart 
upwards,  and  this  was  the  highest  point  it  reached.  Or 
perhaps  it  remained  stationary,  but  still  spinning,  for 
scores  or  hundreds  of  years  in  some  central  iS)wer- 


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house  of  its  own,  whence,  in  obedience  to  unknown 
laws,  from  time  to  time  it  made  these  terrific  journeys. 
No  one  knows,  unless  perhaps  Oro  did,  in  which  case 
ne  kept  the  mformation  to  himself,  and  no  one  will  ever 
know.  At  any  rate  there  it  was,  travelling  towards  us 
on  Its  giant  butt,  the  peg  of  the  top  as  it  were,  which, 
hidden  m  a  cloud  of  friction-born  sparks  that  enveloped 
It  like  the  cup  of  a  curving  flower  of  fire,  whirled  round 
and  round  at  an  infinite  speed.  It  was  on  this  flaming 
K  **V.  ^^^  search-light  played  steadily,  doubtlcM 
that  Oro  might  mark  and  measure  its  monstrous 
progress. 

•  m^  '?  Sroing  to  try  to  send  the  thing  down  the 
right-hand  path,"  I  shouted  into  Bickley's  ear. 

"Can't  be  done  I  Nothing  can  shift  a  travelling 
weight  of  tens  of  millions  of  tons  one  inch,"  Bickley 
roared  back,  trying  to  look  confident. 

Clearly,  however,  Yva  thought  that  it  could  be 
done,  for  of  a  sudden  she  cast  down  her  shield  and, 
throwing  herself  upon  her  knees,  stretched  out  her 
hands  in  supplication  to  her  father.  I  understood,  as 
did  we  all,  that  she  was  imploring  him  to  abandon  his 
hellish  purpose.  He  glared  at  her  and  shook  his  head. 
Then,  as  she  still  went  on  praying,  he  struck  her  across 
the  face  with  his  hand  and  pushed  her  to  her  feet  again. 
My  blood  boiled  as  I  saw  it  and  I  think  I  should  have 
sprung  at  him,  had  not  Bickley  caught  hold  of  me. 
shouting,  "Don't,  or  he  will  kill  her  and  us  too." 

Yva  lifted  her  shield  and  returned  to  her  station, 
and  in  the  blue  discharges  which  now  flashed  almost 
continuously,  and  the  phosphorescent  glare  of  the 
advancing  mountain,  I  saw  that  though  her  beautiful 
face  worked  beneath  the  pain  of  the  blow,  her  eyes 
remained  serene  and  purposeful.  Even  then  I  won- 
dered—what was  the  purpose  shining  through  them. 
Also  I  wondered  if  I  was  about  to  be  called  upon  to 
make  that  sacrifice  of  which  she  had  spoken,  and  if  so, 
how.  Of  one  thing  I  was  determined— that  if  the  call 
came  it  should  not  find  me  deaf.  Yet  all  the  while  I 
was  horribly  afraid. 


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323 

to  the*  l^n^'T  fc^[°;  ^^«  did  something  n,ore 
see  what  it  wS  The"4t^"f  l^^  °^  ^?/'  '  "'"'^  "<>' 
dered  till,  far  away  it  fS  p"  °  , '•^'''  ^'"J'ed  and  wan- 
the  rock  began  to  ^is?  into  thf^^  upon  that  spot  where 
two  grooves^or  roads  aSeiSedf/fh'l'''''' ''"P.^™'^^  'he 
Moreover  I  observed  tlwt  Or«  l  ^H  '?^0'-edged  cliflF. 
had  either  pK  someth?/^'  k?  '*'^'  "  ^^^  '^'  ^^  "s. 
infinitesimal  bulginf  of  jLfJTr'V'.K^  '""''  ''^'^  ^^s' 
smeared  it  with  fhafk  or  shiS^  °-  ^'"'^  ^'°°^<^'  °'  had 
also  what  I  had  noTbeen  fblJf^  ^'^'^T''    ^  "^served 

;he  ..are  of  the  ^L^h^ilhT^ TZ/iaS' o^e^r  tt! 

NatI?e\worShoD'for*T'"K«^  ?r°^°P«  f««hioned  in 
drawing  S^  SS^Jtine  ^'l  T^"""'  *^°"'''  ''  *«'  ^« 
which,  with  the^cE  ^a  .?.""'  *  *T"''  °^  so""<«s 
whelmed  our  sensed  fer  Ifttl?"?^'  ^'"°«  °ver- 
cowed,  although  he  was  a  LlH  1  .  ^ommy,  already 
down  entirely,^and  I  could  ti  ?  '"'k^  ^^^^'  hroke 
that  he  was  howlfng  with  terror  ^^1?^!!^  """"'h 
then  ran  to  Yva  and  nawpH  o^  ^  ^!f' "^  *hout  him, 

be  taken  into  her  arms  Sh-th''.*K*^^""y  ««'''"&  'o 
fiercely,  and  made  ISns  to  ^.^  "f'.  ''u'"  ^^^V'  «l™ost 
him  lineeth  my  shfld  Thf,  ?  ^•^''™n"P  ^"^^  hold 
that  if  I  was  to^be  Sificed  T„m,l. '  '""'^''".S^  ^^^'^ 
fate.    I  even  thouirhf Tf  „   '  .^'""™y  must  share  my 

but  had  no  ?ime  fiSeed  ^Tl^  ^"^  °"  '°  B'^^J^'^/ 
tion  for  BickTey  w«  Sri^tith^an'hr  ''^  ^"«'"- 
nightmare-Iike  spectacle  wh^h,  •  ^'^  ^^^^  «*  the 
us.  Indeed  no'^n^tmare  nn  ^^"m"  P'^^^''^'^  ^hout 
which  the  mind  of  m!n  Sable  To  m  "P«?'"ation  of 
of  its  stupendous  facts     ^       '      "''^  "^^'  'he  aspect 

neJStded*t;'^hUl^rorr1,^P-^«  «f  ^lack. 
that  now  hung  a  while  anrf^      ^u^^^^  'ncandescence 

wards,  across.^apprrentlv  withni:/'"'-'"P^^^d^'  down- 
stream   Of    n>ete^ortSS--^-;en^^^^^^^^^^^ 


u 


324       When  the  World  Shook 

travelling  mountain,  two  thousand  feet  in  height,  or 
more,  with  its  enormous  saucer-like  rim  painted  round 
with  bands  of  lurid  red  and  blue,  and  about  its  grind- 
ing f(K)t  the  tulip  bloom  of  emitted  flame.  Then  the 
fierce-faced  Oro  at  his  post,  his  hand  upon  the  rod, 
waiting,  remorseless,  to  drown  half  of  this  great  world, 
with  the  lovely  Yva  standing  calm-eyed  like  a  saint  in 
hell  and  watching  me  above  the  edge  of  the  shield  which 
such  a  saint  might  bear  to  turn  aside  the  fiery  darts  of 
the  wicked.  And  lastly  we  three  men  flattened  terror- 
stricken,  against  the  wall. 

Nightmare!  Imagination!  No,  these  pale  before 
that  scene  which  it  was  given  to  our  human  eyes  to 
witness. 

And  all  the  while,  bending,  bowing  towards  us — 
away  from  us— maVing  obeisance  to  the  path  in  front 
as  though  in  ^reeth,;,  to  the  path  behind  as  though  in 
farewell;  instinct  ^.ih  a  horrible  life,  with  a  hideous 
and  gigantic  gracs,  that  titanic  Terror  whirled  onwards 
to  the  mark  of  fate. 

At  the  moment  nothing  could  persuade  me  that  it 
was  not  alive  and  did  not  know  its  awful  mission. 
Visions  flashed  across  my  mind.  I  thought  of  the 
peoples  of  the  world  sleeping  in  their  beds,  or  going 
about  their  business,  or  engaged  even  in  the  work  of 
war.  I  thought  of  the  ships  upon  the  seas  steaming 
steadily  towards  their  far-off  ports.  Then  I  thought  of 
what  presently  might  happen  to  them,  of  the  tremors 
followed  by  convulsions,  of  the  sudden  crashing  down 
of  cities,  such  as  we  had  seen  in  the  picture  Yva  showed 
us  in  the  Temple,  of  the  inflow  of  the  waters  of  the  deep 
piled  up  in  mighty  waves,  of  the  woe  and  desolation 
as  of  the  end  of  the  world,  and  of  the  quiet,  following 
death.  So  I  thought  and  in  my  heart  prayed  to  the 
great  Arch-Architect  of  the  Universe  to  str«tch  out  His 
Arm  to  a\'ert  this  fearsome  ruin  of  His  handiwork. 

Oro  glared,  his  thin  fingers  tightened  their  grip 
upon  the  rod,  his  hair  and  long  beard  seemed  to  bristle 
with  furious  and  delighted  excitement.  The  purple- 
fringed  rim  of  the  Monster  had  long  overshadowed  the 


Sacrifice  ^2- 

yardslC"'  OraZ^\  "'  ^""^'"^  ^°°'  *-«  scarce  ten^ 

something  that  I  could  not  sfe  Thr  """".  ""*^  '^''^ 
part  were  played  she  m«P  ^"  .u  ^"'  ^*  '^''"gh  lier 
cloak  all  abouf  Sr  face  J,  'th  Jh  """  ^r^  hood  of  her 
visible,  took  one  sti  thirds  ,^e'''H'°"l''""'^'"«d 
English  we  had  taught  her    callTd  in'J*^  '"  '^^  ^"'^^'^ 

"Humphrey,  gXxju  bless!     H°  ^^  ^^'• 
soon.     Forget  not  me  J"         ^     Humphrey,  we  meet 

answeranS'^nexhnstaTwitf/i"^!  *^°"''^  ^^^-P^  to 
effort,  Oro  bending  hTm.:^"'d^i,f°"«;  concentrated 
rod,  as  I  could  see  from  his  Tr..,  '"I'  "P°"  '^e 
while  he  thrust.  ^  "P^"'"'^  '"O"''',  shouting 

immed!atd?7n  "ion^of  The','  ""''  ^P""^'  ^^  '-P' 
the  metallic  shidd  w°  h  vvh  T  °u  '""''°^^'  ^°  'hat 
pressed  against  iS  substance  '^'   '""''''^   herself 

^^^Simultaneously  Oro  flung  up  his  arms  as  though  in 

sprang  oS'a  ru^S'ofnSfl'  '"'  '^^  "^^'"^  ''  'here 
shiel/and  expanded  o  r"f hfand  le/t  '' Th''  ^"  V^'' 
shield  and  earments  thlt  Fi,  "•    ^^e  insulated 

For  a  fractKrtfme  she  s'to);:S  V"]l^  '°  ^««'^'  ''• 
angel,  wrapped  in  fiTe  ^  '^^'^  ^'''^  ^  g'o-'ng 

mtle  distateX's^rv^dSlTaSost'  T^^^^"^  '^t  a 
our  sight.  ^  ^  ^host  and  vanished  from 

Yva  was  ashes !       Yva  was  c^ohp  I      tu 
was  consummated  I  ^       '       ^"«  sacrifice 

And    not   in   vain  1     Not    in    viin  1    nr,   u 
breast  she  had  rereiv^H  tJi     tut,         °"   ^er    poor 
lightning  flash      Ye   whiS  H."  '  ''^''  °^  '^at  hellish 
from  her,  seeking  the  heeL^hl/u^'  •"  '"'"'''  ^^■^'^^' 


326       When  the  World  Shook 

■  il  of  half  the  world,  or  missing  it  altogether,  passe< 
away  on  either  side.  Even  so  the  huge,  gleamini 
mountain  rocked  and  trembled.  Once,  twice,  thrice,  i 
bowed  Itself  towards  us  as  though  in  majestic  homagi 
to  greatness  passed  away.  For  a  second,  too,  its  course 
was  checked,  and  at  the  check  the  earth  quaked  an< 
trembled.  Yes,  then  the  world  shook,  and  the  blui 
globes  of  fire  went  out,  while  I  was  thrown  to  th( 
ground. 

When  they  returned  again,  the  flaming  monster  wa; 
once  more  sailing  majestically  upon  its  way  and  dowi 
the  accustomed  left-hand  path! 


Indeed  the  sacrifice  was  not  i.i   vain, 
shook— but  Yva  had  saved  the  world  ! 


The  work 


CHAPTER  XXVI 

TOMMY 

ie-atf  th/shanL"  d"^'""  :'  I  i^'  ^^"-.  and 
to  me.    NotwithsTandinrZ   «*''"=''•  V^*  ^ad  given 
stuff  of  which  it  wL  made    fno  eTr!' "^'    '"««'''««'^ 
and  almost  burnt  through     Doubtil    11*"'^  '^'^'^'^ 
f^ctncity  or  earth  magnetism   or  ^^  »"  "'^  stored-up 
been  that  had  leapt  ouf  o  St  hnr.   k*'^^'  '' "^^^  ^^ve 
the  resistance  with  wh  ch  ItLf'  ?^!"^  ^'ff"«d  by 
w.th  its  outer  edge,  and  had  7tL?t''  ^f  &^^«d  «"« 
and  cloak,   I  also  sho.TlJ^  i?        u'  ^^'^  ^o'  the  shield 
wished,  oh  I  hori  wisS  thaHt'^h'^H  ^'"^^  "P"       I 
by  now  all  must  havf^KH-u  ^      "  "^^  been  so.    Then 

arm  about  the  poor  little  l^h/^  l"*^  throwing  my 
the  great  worldKn ce  J"f '^Srla,^'""''  •'  ^^'^'^ 
journey.  At  one  time  Z  l^TT^  °"  ''^  "^^al 
overshadowed  us  and  llmost  seemer''l'"«^ ."■"  had 
of  rock  against  which  ™°eant  r  1  '°u^''  *''«  '^'W 
effect  of  that  shining  arrh  T^  f  member  that  the 

our  heads  was  wondfrfuT  IttT^HV''^'  °'  ^  above 
of  blackest  -^under  clonHc  c  '^"""'^^'^  me  of  a  canopy 
of  wheeling  raintows  Ifle^^*'''*^  •^°"  '  ^'^"^'^^^^ 
of  the  devil  shou^^'t^ge  her  r?  "  ""/''«  '^'^'^ren 
effect  only  a  few  second!  before  Yi7;„„t^  "^'"^  ^'''s 
leapt  mto  the  path  of  the  fl^h  ^^^  '°  ">«  «"«» 

Now,   however,    it  was  far'  o„,» 


328       When  the  World  Shook 


Hi 


I :. 


ill 


voices  were  growing  faint.  As  I  have  said,  I  watched 
its  disappearance  idly,  reflecting  that  I  should  never 
look  upon  its  like  again;  also  that  it  was  something 
well  worth  going  forth  to  see.  Then  I  became  aware 
that  the  humming,  howling  din  had  decreased  sufK- 
ciently  to  enable  me  to  hear  human  voices  without 
effort.  Bastin  was  addressing  Bickley — like  myself 
they  were  both  upon  the  ground. 

"Her  translation,  as  you  may  have  noticed,  Bickley, 
if  you  were  not  too  frightened,  w.^s  really  very  remark- 
able. No  doubt  it  will  have  reminded  you,  as  it  did 
me,  of  that  of  Elijah.  She  had  exactly  the  appearance 
of  a  person  going  up  to  Heaven  in  a  vehicle  of  fire. 
The  destination  was  certainly  the  same,  and  even  the 
cloak  she  wore  added  a  familiar  touch  and  increased  the 
similarity." 

"At  any  rate  it  did  not  fall  upon  you,"  answered 
Bickley  with  something  like  a  sob,  in  a  voice  of 
mingled  awe  and  exasperation.  "For  goodness'  sake  I 
Bastin,  stop  your  Biblical  parallels  and  let  us  adore, 
yes,  let  us  ado'-^  the  divinest  creature  that  the  earth 
has  borne  I  " 

Never  have  I  loved  Bickley  more  than  whe.i  I  heard 
him  utter  those  words. 

" '  Divinest '  is  a  large  term,  Bickley,  and  one  to 
which  I  hesitate  to  subscribe,  remembering  as  I  do 
certain  of  the  prophets  and  the  Early  Fathers  with  all 
their  faults,   not  of  course  to  mention  the  Apostles. 

But "  here  he  paused,  for  suddenly  all  three  of  us 

became  aware  of  Oro. 

He  also  had  been  thrown  to  the  ground  by  the 
strength  of  the  prisoned  forces  which  he  gathered  and 
loosed  upon  their  unholy  errand,  but,  as  I  rejoiced  to 
observe,  had  suffered  from  them  much  more  than  our- 
selves. Doubtless  this  was  owing  to  the  fact  that  he 
had  sprung  forward  in  a  last  wild  effort  to  save  his 
daughter,  or  to  prevent  her  from  interfering  with  his 
experiment,  I  know  not  which.  As  a  result  his  right 
cheek  was  much  scorched,  his  right  arm  was  withered 
and  helpless,  and  his  magnificent  beard  was  half  burnt 


Tommy 


329 

like  an  «Slea       Alffl  hP°"  '''*>'  and^hooT 

smitten  Lat„e'?„^i  cur^""^  shape,  like  a  lightning- 

"Mv  tku^hf.,  k  "^  "^'  especially  Bastin. 
by  the^fieryfoter  tS.P"'''"  '^'^  "•*^^'  "^"'"^1  up 
mains  of  h?r  burdust  I„d  P^'  TT''-  ^^''''''g  ^"-^ 
Vou  poisoned  her  heart  w^h"''J^!f.  '*  y*'"''  doing, 
mere/ and  sacrffice  and  tt/°"''/''"'^'l''  ''°'='""««  «^ 
herself  into  the  path  of ^S.fl  •f*'"'  *°  "'^^  ^^'^  «'"««• 
races  that  she  hfd  never'e^e^known^'' '"'  ^"^  "'^^^"'^ 
him  witrsSitf''"*"'^'"'    ^^■''^^^°"'  Bastin    answered 

whfe^^^l^Ji^'nter'aw^e'r^'^ro'r-    "^^  ^^^ 
fault  since  you  should  Iinw  if//      J^°  'i  '^  >'°"'"  '•'•*" 

instead  of  boxing  he"  earnikith?!*^  '.°  ^'^  ^"'^•^^""^^ 
.  .    "  My  daughtfr  is  l^n.  •  •  Jl" ''/"*S.^«"  «^«-' 


wiirreturnagrinrif  noUuTlonW''^  '^^  world-balance 
done."  ^      '      "°'  *'"  '°"&  a^'er  your  life-spans  are 

BiddeyroSg.^Tm^y^Xouas"'  °r"  -''^ 
stands  such  things  that  m!,«  t-  ^1  "^^  °"^  w''*'  ""der- 

life-span  is  S also  luh'^'^l  \^^^  ^  ^^^^  >""" 
dela/ed,  severe  shocks  from  bu  "„?«„.".  ''''"  ?^"^  '^'^ 
are  apt  to  prove  fatal  to  th^  aged  "        °^^'-*'^'*^"^"'^"» 

"A^r^^'^  ""  ''''"'•  "'^  other  v^ord  describes  it 
"whifh"'ar?S  ?o%?:?vrfS?'  ,^^-'cT/n'''  hesaid. 
now  you  will  'nVL^^^dSy^'ry  JoVe?'^^-    ^'  '-' 

it  seeLThat"ife^|Tgrea1er"p'^'   ^'^'^'^■^'    "'-- 
a  woman's  love  and  sacrffice"    "■'  "^"'"'>'  ^''^^  "^ 

putthteiLTrnthfLr^^P*^'^  «-t'".  "Which 
"As  for  you,  Humphrey."  went  on  Oro,  "I  rejoice 


A, 


s 

S3 
"5 


330        When  the  World  Shook 

to  think  that  you  at  least  have  lost  two  things  that  man 
desires  above  all  other  things — the  woman  you  sought 
and  the  future  kingship  of  the  world." 

I  stood  up  and  faced  him. 

"  The  first  I  have  gained,  although  how,  you  do 
not  undersund,  Oro,"  1  answered.  "And  of  the 
second,  seeing  that  it  would  have  come  through  you,  on 
your  conditions,  I  am  indeed  glad  to  be  rid.  I  wish  no 
power  that  springs  from  murder,  and  no  gifts  from  one 
who  answered  his  daughter's  prayer  with  blows." 

For  a  moment  he  seemed  remorseful. 

"She  vexed  me  with  her  foolishness,"  he  said. 
Then  his  rage  blazed  up  again : 

"  And  it  was  y0;U  who  taught  it  to  her,"  he  went 
on.  "You  are  guilty,  all  three  of  you,  and  therefore 
I  am  left  with  none  to  serve  me  m  my  age;  there- 
fore also  my  mighty  schemes  are  overthrown." 

"Also,  Oro,  if  you  speak  truth,  therefore  half  the 
world  is  saved,"  I  added  quietly,  "and  one  has  left 
it  of  whom  it  was  unworthy." 

"  You  think  that  these  civilisations  of  yours,  as  you 
are  pleased  to  call  them,  are  saved,  do  you?"  he 
sneered.  "  Yet,  even  if  Bickley  were  right  and  I  should 
die  and  become  powerless,  I  tell  you  that  they  are 
already  damned.  I  have  studied  them  in  your  books 
and  seen  them  with  my  eyes,  and  I  say  that  they  are 
rotten  before  ever  they  are  ripe,  and  that  their  end  shall 
be  the  end  of  the  Sons  of  Wisdom,  to  die  for  lack  of 
increase.  That  is  why  I  would  have  saved  the  East, 
because  in  it  alone  there  is  increase,  and  thence  alone 
can  rise  the  great  last  race  of  man  v  hich  I  would  have 
given  to  your  children  for  an  heritage.  Moreover,  think 
not  that  you  Westerners  have  done  with  wars.  I  tell 
you  that  they  are  but  begun  and  that  the  sword  shall 
eat  you  up,  and  what  the  sword  spares  class  shall  snatch 
from  clasc  in  the  struggle  for  supremacy  and  ease." 

Thus  he  spoke  with  extraordinary  and  concentrated 
bitterness  that  I  confess  would  have  frightened  me,  had 
I  been  capable  of  fear,  which  at  the  moment  I  was  not. 
Who  is  afraid  when  he  has  lost  all  ? 


Tommy 


w  «  331 

•'/X^^^^'P  «'"med.  if  for  other  reasons 
the  o;.?&i7J;:  Se5"ta  4''^"^^.  -that 
God  Almighty  wnrLkXr^K'''*  *''°"'  ''»  ^'our  own. 
whatever  way^He  iia^  thfnf  ^l «  '^"'""  civifisations  in 
He  did  just  now  C^n  V  I  «m  L'  "*  y°"  "^^^  remember 
to  see  how  it  is  done  "'  '"'"  ^"^  *°"''  ^^  here 

•^If  r  ^Jl'?  '''."«''*  '"  Oro's  eyes. 

If  difTeren^ti;,  I  tLi°t\tt'\hT''  ^^  t''  "^''^^^d. 
on  her  road.  How  ?  TK^f  •  tu  ^°"  ^''""''^  follow 
I  leave  you  to  sSrve  m  fc  '  ****  question?  Shall 
not  towards  the  r^H„f**  ^'^'  caves  ?-Nay,  look 
pointed  out  t?Vr  for  aTti:?  *!:'-»'  doubtle^^  she 
travel  swiftly  and  I  will  m.li^P*"'*?  ''"**'^«'  ^  can 
blocked.  Or  shall  l^?^^^l/T  '^'  >?"  fi"^  '' 
at  the  great  globes  of  wln^f  •  H  &'anced  upwards 
P  >  posed  to  sumrnon  ^hem  to  k„""^  ^J^'  .**  '''""g^  he 
^    oould  have  d™ne  ^^  °"'  ^*'*"''  ««  doubtless 

"0011*^1°  would 'hP^''*'  ^°"  '^°'"  ^  «"swered  wearily 
my  SfendsTaS  sorfy^sLe^^^'S''"!^'''?'-  Y«  f ? 
this  quest,  and^or  yo^'  too  tLT    -  V''^..^  *''^"'  °" 

confinuanyt'd&^tfL'totil"""'-,-  "«  -»""-« 
then  returned  to  us   su^^LfnlTh  .""  *^'"'«  ^^^  a"^ 

this  horror-haunted  spo^t^^Las^tIvtThn''°;:'l«°  ^^'*'" 
stood  that  it  was  Om  wh^  t  ^'  ^*  though  he  under- 

him  and  jumpT^  Sj    iS^  hf,'  h"'  '}■''•  ^'  ^«"'  »« 
fashion.  ^^    «  "P'  "cfed  his  hand  m  a  beseeching 

thmg  resembling  pity  ^  replaced  by  some- 

"I  do  not  wish  the  beast  to  die,"  he  muttered  to 


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himself  in  low  reflective  tones,  as  though  he  thought 
aloud,  "for  of  them  all  it  alone  liked  and  did  not  fear 
me.  I  might  take  it  with  me  but  still  it  would 
perish  of  grief  in  the  loneliness  of  the  caves.  More- 
over,   she    loved    it    whom  I    shall    see    no    more; 

yes,    Yva "    as    he    spoke    the    name    his    voice 

broke  a  little.  "  Yet  if  I  suflfer  them  to  escape  they  "/ill 
tell  my  story  to  the  world  and  make  me  a  laugaing- 
stock.  Well,  if  they  do,  what  does  it  matter?  None 
of  those  Western  fools  would  believe  it;  thinking  that 
they  know  all ;  like  Bickley  they  would  mock  and  say 
that  they  were  mad,  or  liars." 

Again  Tommy  licked  his  hand,  but  more  confidently, 
as  though  instii\ct  told  him  something  of  what  was 
passing  m  Oro's  mind.  1  watched  with  an  idle  wonder, 
marvelling  whether  it  were  possible  that  this  merciless 
being  would  aftt"   ui  spare  us  for  the  sake  of  a  dog. 

So,  strange  tf  say,  it  came  about,  for  suddenly  Oro 
looked  up  and  said  : 

"  Get  you  gone,  and  quickly,  before  my  mooil 
changes.  The  hound  has  saved  you.  For  its  sake  I  give 
you  vour  lives,  who  otherwise  should  certainly  have 
died.  She  who  has  gone  pointed  out  to  you,  I  doubt 
not,  a  road  that  runs  to  the  upper  air.  I  think  that 
it  is  still  open.  Indeed,"  he  added,  closing  his  eyes 
for  a  moment,  "i  see  that  it  is  still  open,  if  long 
and  difficult.  Follow  it,  and  should  vou  win  through, 
take  your  boat  and  sail  away  as  swiftly  as  you  can. 
Whether  you  die  or  live  I  care  nothing,  but  my  hands 
will  be  clean  of  your  blood,  although  yours  are  stained 
with  Yva's.    Begone !  and  my  curse  go  with  you." 

Without  waiting  for  further  words  we  went  to  fetch 
our  lanterns,  water-bottles  and  bag  of  food  which  we 
had  laid  down  at  a  little  distance.  As  we  approached 
them  I  looked  up  and  saw  Oro  standing  some  way  off. 
The  light  from  one  of  the  blue  globes  of  fire  which 
passed  close  above  his  head,  shone  upon  him  and  made 
him  ghastly.  Moreover,  it  seemed  to  me  as  though 
approaching  death  had  written  its  name  upon  his  male- 
volent countenance. 


Tommy 


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fSS  played!  '"'  ''"'""'''  ""°  ''''^  •^='»<'°«»  '^here  To 
devouring  fi«     CI.-       "^  **^"  tJisso  vf(i  in  the 

most  part  melted    hm  fhl    J'      u  ^.  ^°'*^  '""^  for  the 

protect'ed/brtKhfel^  I'n^d  aSs.o?Zrfo';?uch"? 
suppose  It  was,  had  resisted  the  fui?  of  he  fl«lh      n  . 

.ns.1,^  Kl'„'"  for'''l''™  ir"  r """'  ">  hi"." 


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334       When  the  World  Shook 

nJy^^^'^  *'  ^'"^  1"^  ^'^  <^««sed.  Somehow  I  could 
other  l5s.^'  ^   '  '°  •"'"  ''"'  ^'°^^*^  "^""^  ^PO''^"  by 

outTo';?,Tnr.!!''^  '^*  P'^^Se  that  she  had  pointed 
out  to  us,  and  began  a  most  terrible  journey  which   so 

trme*'toTkr'1^"f«^^'  ^°;"«  '^'^^  «"y  ex7ct  couni  fi 
time,  took  us  about  sixty  hours.    The  road,  it  is  true 

obZJtnn,i?P"l-  ^  "'"*=''  ^  ^hat  often  we  were 
obhged  to  pull  each  other  up  it  and  lie  down  to  rest. 

T  if™i,"°/  ''""  ^"^  '•'"^  '^""g^'  felt-covered  bottles  of 
fhl^  u  'J  *"?.  ^"""^  ^e  should  never  have  won 
through.     But  this  marvellous  elixir,  drunk  a  littk  at 

fo^«h  nr^Af*"'"^'^^'^'^'^  "^  ^"'l  g^^e  "s  strength 

wa^?omHeL^''T°"*'  ^°L  *''"  '^^'^""^'^  '"  ^^at  tunnel 
U^K  ^  Tommy  became  so  exhausted  that  at 

Zfu  TT^^  carry  him  by  turns.  He  would  have 
died  had  It  not  been  for  the  water;  indeed  I  thought 
that  he  was  going  to  die.  ® 

«»^i^".°"u  ^^^*  ■■"*  ^"'^  ^  ^^"'^  s'eep,  however,  he 
™?K-  ^^^u"  ***  '*'=°^*'''  *"'•  generally  there  was 
something  in  his  manner  which  suggested  to  us  that 

^.r.h"7  ^"^J"*"  'J?  ''^  "<^t  far  from  the  surface  of  the 
earth  towards  which  we  had  crawled  upwards  for 
m«tf  -HP""  thousands  of  feet,  fortunately  without 
meeting  with  any  zone  of  heat  which  was  not  bearable. 
We  were  right,  for  when  we  had  staggered  forward 
a  little  further,  suddenly  Tommy  ran  ahead  of  us  and 
van^hed.  Then  we  heard  him  barking  but  where  we 
could  not  see,  since  the  tunnel  appeared  to  take  a  turn 
and  continue,  but  this  time  on  a  downward  course, 
while  the  sound  of  the  barks  came  from  our  right.  We 
searched  with  the  lanterns  which  were  now  beginning 
nJll  Z  *'r'*  Mi^^^  ^°^^  ^'•"''S'  fi"ed  witS  fallen 
hl„T  U^^-  ^^  ^°°P^''  *h«se  away  with  our 
hands,  making  an  aperture  large  enough  to  creep 
through  A  few  more  yards  and  we  saw  light,  the 
blessed  hght  of  the  moon,  and  in  it  stood  Tommy  bark- 
ing hoarsely.    Next  we  heard  the  sound  of  the  sea.    We 


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335 

Down  this  we  rolled  and  scrambled"  f  TS  ^"'"^''y- 
at  last  lying  upon  a  sandv  hf  ^  V  P  ^"'^  ourselves 
full  moo^n  sWe  VthThlL;;„^f '  *'"^'  ^'^°^«  "«  «he 

selves' dowT  and  s'l^  °'  '''^"''^"'"«««.  we  flung  our- 
further"  atong"l^^"„l7  Tommy  and  we  had  gone 

stretched  on  iJSth  the  L  iJ  f""'  !!"'«  ^"^t 
we  have  slept  that  nighf?      '  ^^'^'  '  *°"*le'-.  should 

heaSJs"  "EvrdStlJ'tLrhaT.^''"'"^  '^'^'^  '"  'he 
dawn,  though  Swe^ were  Iv^n  ^^'"  'f'"  '""^^"^^  'he 
some  broad?lea^d  tre^  fro^  .^  '^"If^'j  '^^  ^^^^'^'  o( 
inconvenience  Oh !  how  h«.,f'^f  ^^'^  ""^^^d  ''"le 
in  those  unholy  caves  Zefc  "'"  f^l  °"'"  «>J°"" 
sweet  air  and  the  rai;.dronVh  "  ^"'^  ^^^  ««*  «nd  the 
We  did  not  wlkl  „?Pf  ''^"g'ng  on  the  leaves. 

been  left  alone  I  Im  Lrl  that'Sr^'h'  "?^l^^  '^  *«  ^ad 
clock  round,  for  we  were  terrfhl^    should  have  slept  the 
us  was  theXtter  of  a  2owd^nfn"f^^    What  woke 
gathered  at  a  distance  from  rhp,°^^"5"^  ^''o  were 
starinff  at  us  inTfrfrrhr    ^  ^  ""^  ^"^  engaged  in 
Tomm^y  who  oLcted^to  th'i^?'  ^'^°  theHrks  of 
people^I  recogXrou^old  wl"„7tr^^'"?^  '^' 
by  his  feather^cloak,  and  sitting  unt.l'''*'L^"?'"* 
to  approach.    After  a  Prvid  hIoF  V^k'  ''.^ckpned  to  him 
walkilig  delicatel7  ikeTglf  an?ij^^"^*'°"  he  '^^^' 
to  time  to  study  us   asthnu'crhu  ^'°PP'"&  from  time 
we  were  real.^      '  ""^'^  ^e  were  not  sure  that 

''^ouVg&Z  'oi^f^'^T'"'  -ked  him. 
did  you  andffe  Healer  and   he  £r-'''^^^"-  Whence 
do  your  faces  look  likl  fhl      r   ^1'°^"  '=0'"e  and  why 

shJre.    Al.^^wr^^;S,'-<>poS^y.Po-''e 


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336        When  the  World  Shook 

;;Why  not?"  I  asked  idly, 

"Come  and  see,"  he  answered. 

Rising  stiffly  we  emerged  from  beneath  the  tree  an 
perceived  that  we  were  at  the  foot  of  the  clifif  again- 
which  the  remains  of  the  yacht  had  been  borne  by  th 
great  tempest.  Indeed  there  it  was  within  a  couple  o 
liundred  yards  of  us. 

Following  Marama  we  climbed  the  sloping  patl 
which  ran  up  the  cliff  and  ascended  a  knoll  whence  w, 
could  see  the  lake  and  the  cone  of  the  volcano  in  if 
centre.  At  least  we  used  to  be  able  to  see  this  cone,  bu 
now,  at  any  rate  with  the  naked  eye,  we  could  make  ou 

waieJs^ofThe  Uke.  '''°^"  ^^'  '"  '^'  "'^^  °^  '^' 

c,«,'3*^l-Tu"**'"..^'^''=''  '^^  "P  many  feet  in  thai 
storm  which  brought  you  to  Orofena,  Friend-from-the 
Sea,  has  ?ow  sunt  till  only  the  very  top  of  it  is  to  be 
seen,  said  Marama  solemnly.  "Even  the  Rock  of 
Offerings  has  vanished  beneath  the  water,  and  with  it 
tlie  house  that  we  built  for  you  " 

did JaTippfn?" ''"''^'"^  "°  ""'P"^^'  "^"^  ^^- 
"Five  nights  ago  the  world  shook,  Friend-from-the- 
bea,  and  when  the  sun  rose  we  saw  that  the  mouth  of 
h/hT^- K  i'^''  appeared  on  the  day  of  your  coming, 
had  vanished,  and  that  the  holy  mountain  itself  had 

the  wate?"*'  "°^  °"'^  ^^^  '^'^^*-  °^  '*  '^  '®^*  ^^^"^ 

."v"'^'^iM"&^  happen,"  I  replied  carelessly. 
vol«  th  ^'  .P"end-from-the-Sea.  Like  many  other  mar- 1 
vels  they  happen  where  you  and  your  companions  are. 
Therefore  we  beg  you  who  can  arise  out  of  the  earth 
like  spirits,  to  leave  us  at  once  before  our  island  and  all 
of  us  who  dwell  thereon  are  drowned  beneath  the  ocean. 
Leave  us  before  we  kill  you,  if  indeed  you  be  men,  or 
die  at  your  hands  if,  as  we  think,  you  be  evil  spirits  who 
can  throw  up  mountains  and  drag  them  down,  and 

tSrwofid  "  '''  ^"*^  "'°''*  *''°"^  '"  ^^^  ^°^^^^  °' 

"That  is  our  intention,  for  our  business  here 


Tommy 


for  we  must  victual  ouFboat  "  ^  "  '"  P'^"*^' 

Indeed'S  tSem"'fof  ""'^  ^""^  "^^^^^^^^  orders, 
already  hS  San  offlri,?^  °"!i  ™."'«diate  needs  was 
fulnesj.  ^"  °'^"'"«^'  *"'•  °^  "  «e  ate  with  thank- 

boaJ^'^'Thank^f''^"'^  *^^  "'^'P  ^''^J  e^'amined  the  life- 

whence  wSaremeiedTom"?h5f  **  '•?  «"''  "^«  '^o'e 
of  the  cliff.         ^""^'gea  from  the  tunnel  on  to  the  face 

the''cL'Ti'^colTr?d^rh^""'"f    '^'•^  ''^^'•-'y  of 
heavy    rain"  hT  ^^th^ef  a^^flf J^^^^ljl  -<^''"' 

the  brLze  began  to  blow  I'retuLrt"'^^-  J^^"  «'' 
here  bade  adieu  to  mTJI,    returned  to  the  boat  and 

cloak  as  a  farewen  gYfr      •  ''''°  ^"''"  *"«  ^is  feather 
"wL^^e'^'dad  f„"?."^-^™'"-*'''-S««."  he  said  to  me. 

shouSfBa^rn!"'"   ^"    '''^^    ^    '^-^   '-ght   you." 


338       When  the  World  Shook 

thp^f  h'^A^'^'T^'^,'  ^^"""^^  ^''^'her  at  the  mention  01 
min^M  ^^°'  o^*l'o««  powers  the  Orofenans  had  « 
fnlJi  ^  '^'=°"^'="on.  or  at  the  result  of  Bastin's  teaci  ■ 
ings,  I  do  not  know.  And  that  was  the  last  we  shall 
ever  see  of  each  other  in  this  world, 
nf  lii'Mf'!"''  ^aded  behind  us  and,  sore  at  heart  because 
of  all  that  we  had  found  and  lost  again,  for  three 
days  we  sailed  northwards  with  a  fair  and  steady  wind 
Un  the  fourth  evening  by  an  extraordinary  stroke  of 
fortune,  we  fell  in  with  an  American  tramp  steamer 

To  th?  I'^T  -^^  ^r'*>  ^'^  ^«'^"'1«  »°  San  Fran^bco: 
io  the  captain,  who  treated  us  very  kindly,  we  said 
simply  that  we  were  a  party  of  Englishmen  whose  yacht 
had  been  wrecked  on  a  small  island  several  hundreds  of 
miles  away,  of  which  we  knew  neither  the  name,  if  it 
had  one,  nor  the  position. 

thJ^^^r^lZ^  h'""^  accepted  without  question,  for  such 
things  often  happen  in  those  latitudes,  and  in  due 
course  we  were  landed  at  San  Francisco,  where  we 
made  certain  depositions  before  the  British  Consul  as 
croi^nT  °^'h«  y^«;ht  Star  of  the  South.     Then  w 

Unked  Stafe^^  '"  ^  "'"""  ^^^'"^  *''"  ^^^  °^  ^^e 

Of  the  great  war  which  made  this  desirable  I  do  not 
speak  since  it  has  nothing,  or  rather  little,  to  do  wiH, 
this  history  In  the  end  we  arrived  safelv  at  Liverpool, 
and  thence  travelled  to  our  homes  in  Devonshire. 

Thus  ended  the  history  of  our  dealin^o  with  Ore, 
the  super-man  who  began  his  life  more  than  two  hu": 
Sht?r  v'^  thou.sand  years  ago,  and  with 
daughter,  Yva,  whom  Bastin  still  often 
Glittering  Lady. 


calls 


his 
the 


CHAPTER  XXVII 

BASTIN  DISCOVERS  A  RESEMBLANCE 

There  is  little  more  to  tell. 

departed  in  Ihe  „„i(„„  o( "hf  R  A  Mr     rT'  "f 

men  that  had  been  brokpn  in  vt  ^  °^  '"^  country- 
to  one  like  his  in  wS  it  wl,  '°."""°"  ??"^'  '^an 
them  with  vain  words  °"'y  P^^'^^'^  ^o  Pe't 

Baj;il°""?^e"lt  Itold^'LrT'-^.i'^'''^^'^"  -«-"«rf 
than  bodiesrbecause  aseven  1."  '^mT  '°  ^^^^  ««"'« 
there  in  Or^fenanhe/Ur^ZcrLt?..'^^^"^^  -' 

sort -J  ^Td  Bick?e?r  "o^'elei  IhrSo^"^^'^'"^  "^  ^'^'^ 
an  ordinary  old  man        Hp  «iH  ♦?  °  ^^l^ore  than 

thousand  yLrs,brwhatw^SpJ^  ^^  H'*  "^^^  « 
his  word,  ihich  is"lorth*n"^ing5''*°  "^^^  '"'^  ^'^'^^P' 

woJi^rerdeltEX"^.^^"  "^^'^  ^'"'  ^^'^''^'^  '« 

Furthe^as' acSrdinf  to'h"  oTHh'  '^^"n'"^  -«>"- 
quite  young,  how  coflJ^trC;  he°"Xt  ^^9^'" 
that  ?hr;-oA'K.e^^et  fafVSdU 

=;iorairftor  i«  -r^unrd^ri 

you  w/ll  admit  tiat  theThateh'Il  ^"."'"^  ^''^^  ^^^e 

and  fifty  thousand  yS."  '^         ^°  ''""^^^^ 

339 


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340       When  the  World  Shook 

"I  admit  that  they  slept,  Bastin,  because  I  helped 
to  awaken  them,  but  for  how  long  there  is  nothing  to 
show,  except  those  star  maps  which  are  probably  quite 
maccurate." 

"Jhey  are  not  inaccurate,"  I  broice  in,  "for  I  have 
had  them  checked  by  leading  astronomers  who  say  that 
they  show  a  marvellous  knowledge  of  the  heavens  as 
these  were  two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  years  aeo. 
and  are  to-day."  ■>  s,  > 

Here  I  should  state  that  those  two  metal  maps  and 
the  ring  which  I  gave  to  Yva  and  found  again  after  the 
catastrophe,  were  absolutely  the  only  things  connected 
with  her  or  with  Oro  that  we  brought  away  with  us. 
The  former  I  would  never  part  with,  feeling  their  value 
as  evidence.  Therefore,  when  we  descended  to  the  city 
Nyo  and  the  depths  beneath,  I  took  them  with  me 
wrapped  in  cloth  in  my  pocket.  Thus  they  were  pre- 
served. Everything  else  went  when  the  Rock  of  Offer- 
ings and  the  cave  mouth  sank  beneath  the  waters  of 
the  lake. 

This  may  h,we  happened  either  in  the  earth  tremor, 
which  no  doubt  was  caused  by  the  advance  of  the  terrific 
world-balance,  or  when  the  electric  power,  though 
diffused  and  turned  by  Yva's  insulated  body,  struck  the 
great  gyroscope's  travelling  foot  with  sufficient  strength, 
not  to  shift  it  indeed  on  to  the  right-hand  path  as  Oro 
had  designed,  but  still  to  cause  it  to  stagger  and  even 
perhaps  to  halt  for  the  fraction  of  a  second.  Even  this 
pause  may  have  been  enough  to  cause  convulsions  of 
the  earth  above;  indeed,  I  gathered  from  Marama 
and  other  Orofenans  that  such  convulsions  had  oc- 
curred on  and  around  the  island  at  what  must  have 
corresponded  with  that  moment  of  the  loosing  of  the 
force. 

This  loss  of  our  belongings  in  the  house  of  the  Rock 
of  Offerings  was  the  more  grievous  because  among 
them  were  some  Kodak  photographs  which  I  had  taken, 
including  portraits  of  Oro  and  one  of  Yva  that  was 
really  excellent,  to  say  nothing  of  pictures  of  the  mouth 
of  the  cave  and  of  the  ruins  and  crater  lake  above.    How 


Bastin  Discovers  a  Resemblance   341 

£  »fpickT;U\tXr,J5-p  these  photographs 

nothing,"  ^IdmS'^Tr,  ^"^  '""'Jr'  «'»  it  proves 
cal  skifi'mSht  Ke^naW^'hiS^f  H^  °'?'^  astro'l.om'! 

ceive\;^'\.5KL"^w^ork^'rL^  ""^^^  *°  ^- 
to  check  them,"  I  said     "But^f^^h^''  knowledge  even 

Bickley.    However  lone  thev  hL'  f  ""^u^"  ^^  Po^"'- 

woman  did  arise  froS  leX  Satt'^Vh'''' J??'!.^"^ 

iart^^livEt!;;^  -JXyl  S  eS^f  e^^r 

that  the^r  SS  a"  d  airb%?nd1,^''"^'^"°''  -^""d-'t 
To  that  extent  I  am  ronv^^Ji"'"^"/°"'P^«''e"sion. 
humbled."  said  Bickle^  converted,    and,    I   may   add, 

tha;]Wwr;s^t:^''t^^:;T£r^''  ^^^^"'  "--^ 

worl/that  is  n^ot  caAVSfaX^-  ^Si^^e 

if  only'w'e'SdlJte;  ■'.'■■"^^  ""^^  ^  ^P-ble,  Bastin, 

the  Ud^Yva'diSf'F^av  Lfr  '°  ^°"  ^P'^"  -"at 
manded  me  to  concea  S^L  t  Jf"  now  what  she  com- 
came  a  Christian;^ mSch.n^h'.Tl'^''  *''^'  ^^e  be- 
baptised  and  confirmed^her  on  th^'  ^^  ^^'  "^»  ^i".  I 
sacrifice.    Doub?le™1t  wl'  °his  ^^7.'?:  "'°'TJ  °^  ^er 
so  much  that  she  became  wiMnV    *  "^^"S'^d  her  heart 
knowledge,  to  iMve  ^vTrvSi^^ch  ^  """"i^.  ^''''°"t  my 
looked  hlrd  at  me    "and  Jv  f      '  l^^V""'"  h"e  he 
world,   half  of  which  she  Llr"*"'  "^^  *°  ^^«  the 
drowned  by  Oro      Now    .J^  7^   "^  ^^°"t  to  be 
"Pbringingf  rc^^i  thTsTspSatmafvil"  '''^"^^  «"^ 
than  any  you  now  admit    /„-V     marvel,  nn-ch  greater 
BickW."  ^         ^  ^*^'""'  ^"'J  0"e  y"-  can't  explain. 


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34a       When  the  World  Shook 

she  believed,  or  did  not  believe,  and  whatever  would  01 
would  not  have  happened,  she  was  a  great  and  woncler- 
ful  woman  whose  memory  I  worship." 

"Quite  so,  Bickley,  and  now  perhaps  you  see  my 
pomt,  that  what  you  describe  as  mere  vain  words  may 
also  be  helpful  to  mankind ;  more  so,  indeed,  than  your 
surgical  instruments  and  pills." 

"You  couldn't  convert  Oro,  anyway,"  exclaimed 
Bickley,  with  irritation. 

"No,  Bickley;  but  then  I  have  always  understood 
that  the  devil  is  beyond  conversion  because  he  is  beyond 
repentance.  You  see,  I  think  that  if  that  old  scoundrel 
was  not  the  devil  himself,  at  any  rate  he  was  a  bit  of 
him,  and,  if  I  am  right,  I  am  not  ashamed  to  have  failed 
in  his  case."  , 

"Even  Oro  was  not  utterly  bad,  Ba.'  in,"  I  said, 
reflecting  on  certain  traits  of  mercy  that  he  had  shown, 
or  that  I  dreamed  him  to  have  shown  in  the  course  of 
our  mysterious  midnight  journeys  to  various  parts  of 
^e  earth.  Also  I  remembered  that  he  had  loved 
Tommy  and  for  his  sake  had  spared  our  lives.  Lastly, 
I  do  not  altogether  wonder  that  he  came  to  certain  hasty 
conclusions  as  to  the  value  of  our  modern  civilisations. 

"I  am  very  glad  to  hear  it,  Humphrey,  since  while 
there  is  a  spark  left  the  whole  fire  may  burn  up  again, 
and  I  believe  that  to  the  Divine  mercy  there  are  no 
limits,  though  Oro  will  have  a  long  road  to  travel  before 
he  finds  it.  And  now  I  have  something  to  say.  It  has 
troubled  me  very  much  that  I  was  obliged  to  leave  tliose 
Orofenans  wandering  in  a  kind  of  religious  twilight." 

"You  couldn't  help  that,"  said  Bickley,  "seeing  that 
if  you  had  stopped,  by  now  you  would  have  been 
wandering  in  religious  light." 

"Still,  I  am  not  sure  that  1  ought  not  to  have 
stopped.  I  seem  to  have  deserted  a  field  that  was  open 
to  me.  However,  it  can't  be  helped,  since  it  is  certain 
that  we  could  never  find  that  island  again,  even  if  Ore 
has  not  sunk  it  beneath  the  sea,  as  he  is  quite  capable 
of  doing,  to  cover  his  tracks,  so  to  speak.  So  I  mean  to 
do  my  best  in  another  field  by  way  of  atonement." 


Ill 


Bastin  Discovers  a  Resemblance   343 

said/**"  "*  "°'  8^°'"«  »0  become  a  missionary?"  1 

thinL^'bilievesThatmv/r'^"'  °'  '^'  «'«»«'?.  *ho,  I 
than  'l  dTS't'  doVbtTas^^r  c'r ^'"  iS^  "f^"' 
volunteered  for  the  Front  =„Iii,'  ''  '°°'  have 
chaplain  to  the'.cst  D^v^lSn!^''  '^•^"  »"«P'^<^  ««  « 
Why  that's  mine  I "  said  Bickley. 

io  pursue  our  ^a^^.  f  J"  u'nfjr  "T  ^^  '^'>^"  ''^  ^b'« 
open  each  othe^Sd^'?"'"'"'^  ^"''  '°  *'°  °"'  best  to 

mar'kS"  ••i'XTolS 'r^hTn"'^"  '  «-•"  '  ^^ 
me,  even  as  a  Tommy  Su.h  V'' -^  *°^''^"''  ^''^ 
They  told  me    «r  7,  i^'  f"hough  I  misstated  my  aee. 

afte^I?S,"?hkt°  h?ir  f  K'rLTd  !  "^  r 
sorcerer's  boy "  ^  '^  "ead  from  that 

been  sugeested  to  Z  k„  ,     1/.'^°"?^  °^  action  has 
authoritf^^  ^^  ''^  ^"  °^**  ^"«"d  *ho  is  now  in 

s      can  ine  soul,  of  the  sitter.    He  stared  at  it  for  a 


I'    i 


•t  •« 

'A 


344       When  the  World  Shook 

ASl/hn')!,"'!"^'"'*'''^.**^'  «''««id  '  "Do  you  know 
Arbuthnot,  It  has  sometimes  occurred  to  me,  and  neve 

SlJ,^  if'-  'u"*  moment,  that  although  they  wen 
differen  m  heieht  and  so  on,  there  was  a  really  curioui 
La^' Yva"^^      ^'^^  between  your  late  wife  and  th. 

"XfV*  I  answered.    "  I  think  so  too." 
n„/«'f  k!^^-5^  examined  the  portrait  very  carefully 
and  as  he  did  so  I  saw  him  start.    Then  he  turned  away, 
saying  nothing.  '' 

Such  is  the  summary  of  all  that  has  been  importani 
m  my  ife.  It  is,  I  admit,  an  odd  story  and  one  which 
suggests  problems  that  I  cannot  solve.  Bastin  deals 
with  such  things  by  that  acceptance  which  is  the 
?.l)lf^%'""^  hal-mark  of  faith;  Bickley  disposes,  or 
used  to  dispose,  of  them  by  a  blank  denial  which  carries 
no  conviction,  and  least  of  all  to  himself. 

What  is  life  to  most  of  us  who,  like  Bickley,  think 
ourselves  learned?  A  round,  short  but  still  with  time 
and  to  spare  wherein  to  be  dull  and  lonesome;  a  fateful 
treadmill  to  which  we  were  condemned  we  know  not 
how,  but  apparently  through  the  casual  passions  of 
those  who  went  before  us  and  are  now  forgotten,  caus- 
mg  us,  as  the  Bible  says,  to  be  born  in  sin;  up  which 
we  walk  wearily  we  know  not  why,  seeming  never  to 
make  progress;  ofiF  which  we  fall  outworn  we  know  not 
when  or  whither. 

Such  upon  the  surface  it  appears  to  be,  nor  in  fact 
does  our  ascertained  knowledge,  as  Bickley  would  sum 
it  up,  take  us  much  further.  No  prophet  has  yet  arisen 
who  attempted  to  define  either  the  origin  or  the  reasons 
of  life.  Even  the  very  Greatest  of  them  Himself  is  quite 
silent  on  this  matter.  We  are  tempted  to  wonder  why. 
is  It  because  life  as  expressed  in  the  higher  of  human 
beings,  IS,  or  will  be  too  vast,  too  multiform  and  too 
glorious  for  any  definition  which  we  could  understand? 
Is  It  because  in  the  end  it  will  involve  for  some,  if  not  for 
all,  majesty  on  unfathomed  majesty,  and  glory  upon 
unimaginable  glory  such  as  at  present  far  outpass  the 
limits  of  our  thought? 


Bastin  Discovers  a  Resemblance  345 

awaS'inTJ'!""'  *!!'*^''  ^  '"'^«  ''^ordtd  in  these  oaees 

constellatUsr»  to  siak  or'"?„'''''  ""  1°'  ''''"''  '" 
measures  of  iur  own  small  «^k"  '^"f'  ''"'  ''^  '^e 
thereon.  We  cannof  ^1  ^^  *"**  "'  °"'  '«^  days 
stretching  over ""„  on?tfc„«!I^'''^'  °^  ''"  «'''««^"« 
which  0?o  claimed  and  the  rIS?^  ^''*'!,'  ^'"'^  ^  ""at 
early  race  of  m«.  omiftii^  f  '''''  *'^*?r*'''  ^°  «  ««a'n 
five  hundred  cTntilrreT^Sl"'  T"!!'*  '"''  ♦*»  thousand 
one  grain  in  Shour-i„«  ?'♦•  ^"  '^''**  '^  ""*  •»« 
record  of  iur  earth  gTsliiZ'th"'  t^  '"  '"^  "»» 
father  the  sun  tn  i=,V  !L"  ^''^ planets  and  its 
beyond?  '    '°    ""^    "°''""e    of    the    universes 

the  marvel  of  her  love  aSd  ^^'"^'^  ^''''  ^^^  ''"^ 
which  arise  also  But  thet  kefn'T  "''""^•'n'?"'' 
concern  the  wonder  of  woman's  '^^^'"^'ku  T^^y 
microcosm  of  the  horJe  ^^ai  J^.'    ^^"^^    '»   a 

spaijs  ofThis  humat^'SSr^^Kf  ftm '^  ^"^  ''^- 
she  is  the  mother.  wnereof  from  age  to  age 

Humphrey  Arbutiinot. 


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NOTE 

By  J.  R.  BICKLEY,  M.R.C.S. 

Within  about  six  months  of  the  date  on  which  he  wrote 
the  last  words  of  th.s  history  of  -.r  joint  adventures,  my 
ThLt*^'  "H["P''«y  ArbutKiot,  died  suddenly,  as 
I  had  foreseen  that  probably  he  would  uo,  from  the  re- 
suits  of  the  injury  he  received  in  the  island  of  Orofena. 
h-  i-    i  i  '?-^  '"^  ^'*  executor  to  his  will,  under  which 
He  divided  his  property  into  three  parts.    One  third  he 
beoueathed  to  me,  one  third  (which  is  strictly  tied  up) 
to  Bastin,  and  one  third  to  be  devoted,  under  my  direc- 
tion, to  the  advancement  of  Science. 
.     His  end  appears  to  have  been  instantaneous,  result- 
ing from  an  effusion  of  blood  upon  the  brain.    When  I 
WM  summoned  I  found  him  Iving  dead  by  the  writing 
desk  in  his  library  at  Fulcombe  Priory.    He  had  been 
writing  at  the  desk,  for  on  it  was  a  piece  of  paper  on 

which  appear  these  words:  «/  have  seen  fc«r.    ?- " 

i  here  the  writing  ends,  not  stating  whom  he  thought 
he  had  seen  in  the  moments  of  mental  disturbance  or 
delusion  which  preceded  his  decease. 

Save  for  certain  verbal  corrections,  I  publish  this 
manuscript  without  comment  as  the  will  directs,  only 
adding  that  It  sets  out  our  mutual  experiences  very  faith- 
fully, though  Arbuthnofs  deductions  from  them  are  not 
always  my  own. 

I  would  say  also  that  I  am  contemplating  another 
visit  to  the  South  Sea  Islands,  where  I  wish  to  make 
some  further  investigations.  I  dare  say,  however,  that 
these  will  be  barren  of  results,  as  the  fountain  of  Life- 
water  IS  buried  for  ever,  nor,  as  I  think,  will  any  human 
being  stand  again  in  the  Hades-like  halls  of  Nyo.  It  is 
probable  also  that  it  would  prove  impossible  to  re- 
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Note  347 

connection  with  missionary  enterprise  ^ 

J.   R.   BiCKLEY. 

t"  S'AiSSs  s?  ,?r„;5  S'isT  "^  "■'  '^^ 

J.  R.  B. 


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